Eternal

What is thing that we get out of life
Some say that there's only death
What is the purpose we should pull from our strife
Out of our last dying breath

So many questions to answer but we run out of time
And in come more, but I'm not waiting for
The end of the countdown or the setting sun
Not waiting for the
Five, four, three, two, one

One thing we learn overtime
Is that things end how they begin
History repeats itself
We loop round every right and every sin
Keep it internal, keep it external
Who knows if we're angelic or if we're infernal
The questions of right and wrong loop round and round and round
Eternal

The contemplative thoughts pile on and on
And every single one of them persists
I can only take so much before I'm done
Sometimes I don't want to exist

I'm tired of questioning all that's right and wrong
I hate myself enough as is, I don't need these thoughts to prolong
But time and living are cruel, they're things that can't be outrun
Eventually we all hit the end
The five, four, three, two, one

One thing we learn overtime
Is that things end how they begin
History repeats itself
We loop round every right and every sin
Keep it internal, keep it external
Who knows if we're angelic or if we're infernal
The questions of right and wrong loop round and round and round
Eternal

Good
Bad
What does is matter
At the end of the day, we get scattered
Our bones and blood just get stuck in the ground
We try moving on, but the past comes round and round
We can scream and attempt to make sound but eventually everything ends up underground

One thing we learn overtime
Is that things end how they begin
History repeats itself
We loop round every right and every sin
Keep it internal, keep it external
Who knows if we're angelic or if we're infernal
The questions of right and wrong loop round and round and round
Eternal