Текст песни Chasing Traits - Lost Cause

Where's the sense in trying
When there's nothing left to say
The building has crumbled
It's withered and decayed
What could have been a future
Was left in the past
I tried to hold too tightly
I slipped and lost my grasp
I lost my grasp

I know a lost cause when I see one
I knew that yaow would agree
Where's the sense in trying

Where's the sense in trying
When there's nothing left to say
The building has crumbled
It's withered and decayed
What could have been a future
Was left in the past
I tried to hold too tightly
I slipped and lost