Existence Is Futile Lyrics

I sit here in this little room

Staring at these walls

I sit here in my living tomb

Doomed to this fall

Where'd it all go wrong, this broken song

Reflects what I've become

The more I gave, digging this grave

It all just leaves me numb

Nothing makes sense to me anymore

Fallen so hard the blood's on the floor

I feel like this world, and that is crucial

I'm finding out existence is futile

I sit within my lonely mind, searching to find

Enough reasons to persevere

But I'm beaten raw, exposed these flaws

And my ambition disappears

Apathy all that's left, hidden in this mess

I've deadened every last nerve

It all feels so fake, looking for every escape

Maybe it is deserved

Nothing makes sense to me anymore

Fallen so hard the blood's on the floor

I feel like this world, and that is crucial

I'm finding out existence is futile

It is so easy to forget just who you are when you're

Not shiny new and sparkling you'll smolder and then you're

Just like a candle on a cake you get blown out and it's

Somebody's birthday but you didn't get invited so you

Just stay at home and imagine being there with a

Full book of matches and a can of gasoline and so it

Burns very brightly you can almost hear the screams over the

Wail of the sirens and the smoke smells like a campfire and you're

Still nothing, still no one

Still a dying bag of flesh and bone

Still nothing, still no one

Still a future corpse of this world

Still nothing, still no one

Still a dying bag of flesh and bone

Still nothing, still no one

Still a future corpse of this world