What's The Point?

if everything is fleeting

i struggle to find the point

so i’ll just put on all my favorite bands

and hide behind the noise

distract myself from reality

or this hell that i’m living in

oh it’s in my head

oh it won’t stop

doc considered pills

but i’m scared to pop

feels what i am should be good enough

but maybe im just scared to be okay

self destruct, self sabotage

the closest friends i have

i once found love and lost it hard

scared to be a bitter old man

convinced myself the silver lining's

wrapped around my neck

i'd cut the cord but when i tried

those three words are what’s left

what’s the point?

if life is fleeting

should i just hang with my friends?

should i spend more time with the people i love instead of in my head

what’s the point!

if life is fleeting

should all my memories be enough unsaid

oh i’ve got no clue

neither does anyone i’ve met

i’m just a picture perfect

chemical mess

what’s the point?

if life is fleeting

should i just hang with my friends?

should i spend more time with the people i love instead of in my head

what’s the point!

if life is fleeting

should all my memories be enough unsaid

oh i’ve got no clue

neither does anyone i’ve met

i’m just a picture perfect

chemical mess