Slow Death

Oh it's a slow death
and we're calling it life
but hey
That's
Not
What we call living

No you try to
forget
the dreams you once had
force them out of your head
just like you
have been forced to give in

And the days just go on
and you're so tired of trying to be strong
'cause what's the big point
Could it be.?
that there is no point?

Now it's too late for regrets
too late to turn back
stuck too deep in your tracks
still you dream
of a new beginning

Yeah but life holds no clean slates
There's no turning the page
There's no breaking the cage
who the hell
do you think you are kidding?

'cause the days will go on
while you're waiting for a change to come
well I might be wrong
but I'm pretty sure that
there is no point

No there is no point
no there is no point...



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