Endless Summer
There's nothing left on this planet for me
No purpose, no love, no karma, no peace
Every being I encounter's only destined to leave
And every moment will mean nothing when I'm six feet deep
My faith used to mean everything to me
Now I look down on the sky with antipathy
There's nothing on the horizon, I keep chasing the Sun
Trekking a million miles, never shortening the distance
Eight thousand four hundred and twenty-nine days
I've suffered, there's not another I can take
Eight thousand four hundred and twenty-nine days
And if I suffer another, I swear I'll break
(I know)
If I end the pain with a piece
(Or a rope)
Then I'm destined for eternity
(In Hell)
But that don't matter to me
I ain't scared to go to Hell, I see that as an endless summer
(I can't cope)
With the cards that have been dealt to me
(There's no hope)
Life has nothing left to offer me
(But Hell)
I'd rather have the real thing
I ain't scared to go to Hell, I see that as an endless summer
I've cut veins, cut ties, and cut pills
Tried sex, amphetamines, and fruity cocktails
Nothing that I tested left me fulfilled
Ninety-nine percent of prayers never get answered
'Cause God don't have the time for every call
Why would I assume he has the time for me?
Eight thousand four hundred and twenty-nine days
I've suffered, there's not another I can take
Eight thousand four hundred and twenty-nine days
And if I suffer another, I swear I'll break
(I know)
If I end the pain with a piece
(Or a rope)
Then I'm destined for eternity
(In Hell)
But that don't matter to me
I ain't scared to go to Hell, I see that as an endless summer
(I can't cope)
With the cards that have been dealt to me
(There's no hope)
Life has nothing left to offer me
(But Hell)
I'd rather have the real thing
I ain't scared to go to Hell, I see that as an endless summer
Life's running out of all the things I liked it for
If I'm gonna suffer, I'll do it on my own terms
Life's running out of all the things I liked it for
If I'm gonna suffer, I'll do it on my own terms
No purpose, no love, no karma, no peace
Every being I encounter's only destined to leave
And every moment will mean nothing when I'm six feet deep
My faith used to mean everything to me
Now I look down on the sky with antipathy
There's nothing on the horizon, I keep chasing the Sun
Trekking a million miles, never shortening the distance
Eight thousand four hundred and twenty-nine days
I've suffered, there's not another I can take
Eight thousand four hundred and twenty-nine days
And if I suffer another, I swear I'll break
(I know)
If I end the pain with a piece
(Or a rope)
Then I'm destined for eternity
(In Hell)
But that don't matter to me
I ain't scared to go to Hell, I see that as an endless summer
(I can't cope)
With the cards that have been dealt to me
(There's no hope)
Life has nothing left to offer me
(But Hell)
I'd rather have the real thing
I ain't scared to go to Hell, I see that as an endless summer
I've cut veins, cut ties, and cut pills
Tried sex, amphetamines, and fruity cocktails
Nothing that I tested left me fulfilled
Ninety-nine percent of prayers never get answered
'Cause God don't have the time for every call
Why would I assume he has the time for me?
Eight thousand four hundred and twenty-nine days
I've suffered, there's not another I can take
Eight thousand four hundred and twenty-nine days
And if I suffer another, I swear I'll break
(I know)
If I end the pain with a piece
(Or a rope)
Then I'm destined for eternity
(In Hell)
But that don't matter to me
I ain't scared to go to Hell, I see that as an endless summer
(I can't cope)
With the cards that have been dealt to me
(There's no hope)
Life has nothing left to offer me
(But Hell)
I'd rather have the real thing
I ain't scared to go to Hell, I see that as an endless summer
Life's running out of all the things I liked it for
If I'm gonna suffer, I'll do it on my own terms
Life's running out of all the things I liked it for
If I'm gonna suffer, I'll do it on my own terms
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Writer(s): Dakota Cook
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