lunes, 26 de noviembre de 2012

Nothing

What's the point to have nothig 
Be nothing 
Breathe nothing at all 

I see the girl in the mirror 
She's laughing, screaming 
No point in what you've become 

What's the point to do nothing 
Express nothing 
Be senseless at all 
I wish you could shake me 
And tell me I have to move on. 

Endless crawl in this empty head 
Never know what I'm looking for 
There's no point in in find nothing 
Absolutely nothing to be proud of 

She's one spot in the crowd 
Watching the charts go by 
Singing in her head 
Words she can't express 
 What's the point to see nothing 
Absolutely nothing 
In the mirror I own?