Beauty in Expiration - Ghost Iris, Don Vedda

The purpose is nonexistent

The purpose is nonexistent

Fixating is redundant

Diligent in my approach

I welcome my end

I welcome my end

The last night

Alone and apathetic

Drifting consciousness

Imagining a utopia that never existed

Flying in far away places

Dreaming of unfamiliar faces

Slipping into unconsciousness

The end is almost near

The end is almost near

The purpose is nonexistent

The purpose is nonexistent

Yeah

You and I can float away, float away

You and I, baby

So I welcome the end

I welcome the end

You and I can float away, float away

You and I, baby

So I welcome the end

I welcome the end

The purpose is nonexistent

Oh, baby

The purpose is nonexistent