The world is just a place to leave
decompose six feet deep
What the point of anything
all i have are memories
I've got nothing to show
nothing to hold after years of digging for gold
And im getting old chased by soul
It says youre writing a story that wont be told
My heart it broke and fell apart
I always thing the ends not far
I dont even know where to start
birth and death are counter parts
I've got nothing to show
nothing to hold after years of digging for gold
And im getting old chased by soul
It says youre writing a story that wont be told
And i cant bring myself to see that everything is all my fault and no one elses
so i gotta believe i have to believe that theres a reason for this so i can get some sleep

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