Love. Blood. War.
Design. Deceit. Control.
There’s no one here for everyone.
Just stick around until I’m gone.
I love you so, it hurts.
For whatever that it’s worth.
And all the dark will fade away.
The rumors and the lies.
And no one will remember if you even said goodbye.
What’s the point in dying
When the world thinks you’re already dead?
What’s the point in crying
With the rain beating down on your head?
Greed. Hate. Lust.
Divine. Disgust. Distrust.
Happiness comes in a pill,
off a fifteen story windowsill.
You long until I die,
or at least until I try.
The afterworks told me nothing.
Our problem still persists.
So think about the stories,
and the bullshit that you’ll miss.
What’s the point in dying
When the world thinks you’re already dead?
What’s the point in crying
With the rain beating down on your head?
What’s the point in lying
If no one believes what you say?
What’s the point in dying
If you’re already dead anyway?
If you’re already dead anyway?
If you’re already dead anyway?
I hope you will remember me.
At least say so to comfort me.
You say goodbye so easily.
It’s now or never.
It may seem really pitiful but,
life became too beautiful.
The pain of love unbearable.
It’s now or never.
Gone forever…
Design. Deceit. Control.
Just stick around until I’m gone.
I love you so, it hurts.
For whatever that it’s worth.
And all the dark will fade away.
The rumors and the lies.
And no one will remember if you even said goodbye.
When the world thinks you’re already dead?
What’s the point in crying
With the rain beating down on your head?
Divine. Disgust. Distrust.
off a fifteen story windowsill.
You long until I die,
or at least until I try.
The afterworks told me nothing.
Our problem still persists.
So think about the stories,
and the bullshit that you’ll miss.
When the world thinks you’re already dead?
What’s the point in crying
With the rain beating down on your head?
What’s the point in lying
If no one believes what you say?
What’s the point in dying
If you’re already dead anyway?
If you’re already dead anyway?
If you’re already dead anyway?
At least say so to comfort me.
You say goodbye so easily.
It’s now or never.
life became too beautiful.
The pain of love unbearable.
It’s now or never.
Gone forever…
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Wow, no one's commented this song yet? This song is amazing..
To me, this song is about going through a relationship, being in love and being deceived or hurt in some manner and losing that love, or atleast the relationship. Being betrayed and left, still in love with the person and becoming suicidal over it. I've been there. Everytime I listen to this song, it strikes that oh-so-familiar nerve in such a beautiful way.
"What's the point in dying, when the world thinks you're already dead?" This really sounds like it means being alone, or feeling alone. What's the point in dying if there's no one to miss you?
"What's the point in dying if you're already dead anyway?" I think this means feeling dead on the inside, having a lack or absence of emotion and/or feeling. Being hurt so much, so many times, that it just tears you up inside so much to the point where you feel nothing and you're pretty much "dead inside."
@BipolarRoyalty that's the thing about music I love. That is yours. I have mine. I never cared why an artist wrote a song. Only what it means to me or how i perceive it. I get words wrong all the time. When i learn what they really are i dont change mine when i sing along. Any how heres a little of how i relate. 🤘 I also relate it to the end of one relationship. . There was no deciet or betrayal. I'm feeling "there's no one here for everyone." I really don't think there's anyone out there...
@BipolarRoyalty that's the thing about music I love. That is yours. I have mine. I never cared why an artist wrote a song. Only what it means to me or how i perceive it. I get words wrong all the time. When i learn what they really are i dont change mine when i sing along. Any how heres a little of how i relate. 🤘 I also relate it to the end of one relationship. . There was no deciet or betrayal. I'm feeling "there's no one here for everyone." I really don't think there's anyone out there for me. The being dead inside. I agree. I felt that way before I left. As much as I've grown to hate her. I still have love for her. The rumors and the lies sometimes that's some of the after math of separation. Any how. I'll stop there. Because the rest is mine.