The Box // The Boxcutter

I can't go on It's time to fold I don't see how There's any room for hope The answers to the questions Of purpose and life Taunt and elude us Seemingly out of spite Oh I just want to be free No responsibility Free from commitment To this cycle of pointless inevitability The world looks on With a mischievous grin Laughing in our faces While it watches us spin Because we exist As a paradox So much to accomplish With death lurkin' around the bend Oh I just want to be free No responsibility Free from commitment To this cycle of pointless inevitability You slept next to my bed Where you kept me safe You dwelt in my pocket Always an arm's length away When I held you In the palm of my Hand you you gave me the strength And motivation Thanks for everything Boxcutter You journeyed with me Everywhere I went You kept me company And you were my only friend But I know you Can't really stay Cuz you aren't good for me And I'm not good for you I'm a fool And you're a boxcutter