Is there love without life
Will our skeletons still hold hands
My bones cry out for love
But I know I'll die alone
Lost forever in the afterlife
Yearning forever for a love that'll never come
Can I never fit in
Life is meaningless
But I do my part
A never-ending cycle of meaningless work
Meaningless life
Smiles kill, laughter more
All to prove I'm nothing more
Than a pile of ash, a pile of dust
Made to man, and left to rust
I'm not quite suicidal
But not quite in the mood to live
Where did the time go
Was our love as empty as my hands
I've never known more pain
Hold on to the little things
Kill myself to take away the fear
Kill myself to show that I'm alone, but not afraid
Would you even care
I am meaningless
But I do my part
Throw away all that ever did me harm
Ever caused me pain
Smiles kill, laughter more
All to prove I'm nothing more
Than a pile of ash, a pile of dust
Made to man, and left to rust
I'm not quite suicidal
But not quite in the mood to live