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Lyrics :
I see the world like a machine,
I see the end in everything,
It’s the only thing that’s clear.

Rich or poor, it’s all the same,
Strong or smart, It never changes where it leads.
Every joy fades into pain,
And I’m too tired to play the game.

Why should I live?
When every hour seems shorter,
When tomorrow is already known,
And nothing I do will ever matter?
Why should I live?
Each day is shorter,
The clock moves faster,
And I don’t see myself in the next hour.

Tell me why
Tell me why I keep waking up
Tell me why
When everything feels like too much
Tell me why
The days keep getting shorter somehow
Tell me why

Why should I live? (Why should I live?)
Why should I live? (Why should I live?)
When nothing I do
Ever seems to break through
Why should I live?
Why should I live?

Tell me why
Tell me why all my trying feels small
Tell me why
When I've built up these walls just to fall
Tell me why
The future's a place I can't see
Tell me why

Why should I live? (Why should I live?)
Why should I live? (Why should I live?)
When nothing I do
Ever seems to break through
Why should I live?
Why should I live?

Every morning feels the same
Tell me there's another way

Why should I live? (Why should I live?)
Why should I live? (Why should I live?)
When nothing I do
Ever seems to break through
Why should I live?
Why should I live?

Tell me why
Tell me why I should stay here with you
Tell me why
When the weight of it all pulls me through
Tell me why
There's a reason I can't understand
Tell me why
Tell me why
Tell me why
Tell me why

Why should I live? (Why should I live?)
Why should I live? (Why should I live?)
When nothing I do
Ever seems to break through
Why should I live?
(Tell me why)
Why should I live?
(Tell me why)
Tell me why

Why should I live?
When every hour seems shorter,
When tomorrow is already known,
And nothing I do will ever matter?
Why should I live?
Each day is shorter,
The clock moves faster,
And I don’t see myself in the next hour.

I don’t fear the end,
It feels more like a friend.
Life’s the part that hurts
Death is where it heals.
Still I keep playing,
Still I keep pretending,
But deep inside I’m asking,
What’s the point of this mechanism?

Why should I live?
When every hour seems shorter,
When tomorrow is already known,
And nothing I do will ever matter?
Why should I live?
Each day is shorter,
The clock moves faster,
And I don’t see myself in the next hour.