Love=Destruction

Losing touch with reality
Falling into an unreal state
Looking for life
Everything is hate
Why must this come and go?
Why must it end in such a horrible way?
There's love to be had, yes, there's love to be had.

Falling again, I'm looking for air
Depression sets in, I'm well aware
I've found death to be a friend
I've found life in all the wrong places
There's love to be had, maybe, there's love to be had.

Touching what isn't real
Tasting the blight of life
Awarding hard work with death and decay
Life is impossible; there is no other way.
I've drowned here before
I've completely been erased
There's love to be had, no, there's no love to be had.

by Zach DeLong