so unusual
Often I think about
How I would rather be dead than alive
It's merely preference
If we were never born
Then we would know nothing else
People scared to die, why?
When death approaches, it must be our time
I don't understand the worry over lost life
Do you think you'll think about it
When you're dead and in the ground?
I'm much more concerned with how you are
You got me so nihilistic
In existential thought, I'm drowning
I sit around and reminisce
Why can't I forget about the way my fingertips felt on your skin?
And how your touch makes me so loyal to your lips
It's so unusual to miss how they met mine
Sometimes, I wonder how you are
But I wouldn't dare to ask
No, whoa, no, whoa-oh
No, whoa, no, whoa-oh
The nights we shared were great
But now they're in the past
No, whoa, no, whoa-oh
No, whoa, no, whoa-oh
The one who lingers fails to live
But I don't have much more to give
Maybe we could meet up
My wish for death is preference
Don't tell me that I'm selfish
My life is my own to take
I'm much more concerned with how you are
You got me so nihilistic
In existential thought, I'm drowning
I sit around and reminisce
Why can't I forget about the way my fingertips felt on your skin?
And how your touch makes me so loyal to your lips
It's so unusual to miss how they met mine
How am I to live without your light to guide me through the darkest times?
I miss the way you made me feel alive
It's so unusual to be alive without you by my side
How I would rather be dead than alive
It's merely preference
If we were never born
Then we would know nothing else
People scared to die, why?
When death approaches, it must be our time
I don't understand the worry over lost life
Do you think you'll think about it
When you're dead and in the ground?
I'm much more concerned with how you are
You got me so nihilistic
In existential thought, I'm drowning
I sit around and reminisce
Why can't I forget about the way my fingertips felt on your skin?
And how your touch makes me so loyal to your lips
It's so unusual to miss how they met mine
Sometimes, I wonder how you are
But I wouldn't dare to ask
No, whoa, no, whoa-oh
No, whoa, no, whoa-oh
The nights we shared were great
But now they're in the past
No, whoa, no, whoa-oh
No, whoa, no, whoa-oh
The one who lingers fails to live
But I don't have much more to give
Maybe we could meet up
My wish for death is preference
Don't tell me that I'm selfish
My life is my own to take
I'm much more concerned with how you are
You got me so nihilistic
In existential thought, I'm drowning
I sit around and reminisce
Why can't I forget about the way my fingertips felt on your skin?
And how your touch makes me so loyal to your lips
It's so unusual to miss how they met mine
How am I to live without your light to guide me through the darkest times?
I miss the way you made me feel alive
It's so unusual to be alive without you by my side
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Writer(s): Eli Lucas
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