Oh Why

If these are our days
Nothing more, nothing less
And we spread our arms and take a spin
But touch only emptiness

Then why
Then why

Wether it's love or cancer
Shortening our years
It will leave us dying alone
In the arms of a nightmare

So why
So why
So why
So why

A choice means having some hope
Not Me
A tool to make us all cope
That's not me
But it's the slipperiest of slopes
Not Me
When at the end of that road
There's a rope
That's just mean

Hope is so fragile
Like the bones from a bird
It's water's too shallow
Leave it unstirred

And don't use the word future
That way too absurd
Describing what we'll never have
It's just a vicious joke of a word

Oh why
Oh why
Oh why
Oh why



Credits
Writer(s): Roar Nilsen, Mads Martinsen, Henrik Odde Gustavsen, Kenneth Simonsen, Kristopher Hugh Nilsson Schau
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