A barrel of hate’s only loaded with lies, While The Point behind love holds a truth you can find, When the pain of self-hatred is too much to hide , Then The Point will reveal why you’re hurting inside,
‘Cause The Point doesn’t see who you are underneath, It just needs to be made, to be felt, to be seen, So you try and escape when The Point wants to play, But The Point pulls you back in it’s sinister games,
With a crash and a bang now you’re facing The Point, But you can’t turn away or avoid its cruel voice, Cause The Point still...