Testo The Point

Love. Blood. War
Design. Deceit. Control

There’s no one here for everyone
Just stick around until I’m gone
I love you so, it hurts
For whatever that it’s worth
And all the dark will fade away The rumors and the lies
And no one will remember if you even said goodbye

What’s the point in dying
When the world thinks you’re already dead?
What’s the point in crying
With the rain beating down on your head?

Greed. Hate. Lust
Divine. Disgust. Distrust

Happiness comes in a pill
Off a fifteen story windowsill
You long until I die
Or at least until I try The afterworks told me nothing
Our problem still persists
So think about the stories
And the bullshit that you’ll miss
What’s the point in dying
When the world thinks you’re already dead?
What’s the point in crying
With the rain beating down on your head?
What’s the point in lying
If no one believes what you say?
What’s the point in dying
If you’re already dead anyway?
If you’re already dead anyway?
If you’re already dead anyway?

I hope you will remember me
At least say so to comfort me
You say goodbye so easily
It’s now or never

It may seem really pitiful but
Life became too beautiful
The pain of love unbearable
It’s now or never
Gone forever…