Before the light fades away from me
I write this record of a life without a purpose
So when the pages float and I fall through
All the rustling becomes my final music
And while I feel crushed under
The weight of my own sin
Oh it's nothing
Compared to the way that you look at me
But all of that fades too
As the air flows from beneath me
And I don't have to justify my own existence
Ohh oh ohh
Ohh oh ohh
I don't know how to justify my own existence
Ohh oh ohh
Ohh oh ohh
I don't think I can justify my own existence
A stupid question that haunts me
In my sleep
Is it still a song
If no one wants to sing it?
I guess the final thing
That I'd like to ask
Is if it's me you wanted
Or just my image
Ohh oh ohh
Ohh oh ohh
I don't know how to justify my own existence
Ohh oh ohh
Ohh oh ohh
I don't think I can justify my own existence
I don't often think of myself as very hotheaded
I'm scared that a single moment of anger or lashing out
Can cause damage that you can't repair
So, like many others
I just let it fester and boil
For years upon years
With no end
But now
I'm just too tired to care
And in the silence
I realize
I must have died
A long, long time ago
I don't know how to justify my own existence
I don't think I can justify my own existence