Endless Naught -

The world made us, and we’re it’s bad seeds

So instead of growing flowers, we’ll sink with the ground beneath

Inside the pit another one descends

And I know I’ll surface, but I can’t promise you the same

No need for dialogue, one word would hurt too much

While you’re sinking, I’ll watch a lovely sky, leaving another piece of me

behind

The world made us, and we’re it’s bad seeds

So instead of growing flowers, we’ll sink with the ground beneath

And we’re it’s bad seeds, so instead of growing flowers we’ll sink

It’s pointless, we’re pointless

We’re pointless

It’s pointless, we’re pointless

We’re pointless

I’ll surface, but I can’t promise you the same

The world made us, and we’re it’s bad seeds

So instead of growing flowers, we’ll sink with the ground beneath