whats the point in a life, when you arent able to care?
when your heart is on lock down and your love you cannot
share?

Whats the point in waking up just to feel the same?
never happy never joyful just never ending pain?

whats the point in smiling, when the blood is just so raw?
whats the point in friendship, when no-one knows you core?

Whats the point in a soul, so broken and so bruised?
so empty with this life and death is what youd choose?

Whats the point in talking, its never going to end,
and god will banish you from heaven to the devil he will
send.

Whats the point in tears? they wont wash away the sin
they cant help you from this life, the prison that your in.

so whats the point in being here? when its not a life you
live
when the devil has your coffin and hell is what he gives.