Finish Line Lyrics

Long dead march

We go step by step

The tempo synched

To this existential dread

Though we walk in a great big cluster

Some of us are going faster

How far to the finish line

I hope that it's not far

Some of us still drag our feet

No Point in rushing

Just listen to the beat

Try, fail, feel regret and remorse

Going against it will only make things worse

I can keep my place in line

I have been doing this all the time

I should keep this to myself

No point contaminating anyone else

Sense the excitement

Close to oblivion

It brings me hope when there is not much to live for

You will see that there not much left

Once you get the courage to raise your head