What Is the Point, by Allison McCulloch What Is the Point  

   
Should I-be me? try to grasp equality
And then fall on my hands and cry
Should I-still breathe with no sign of relief
And when I fail I feel I'm living a lie


Chorus:
What is the point of justice
Does it feel good to see what should be done to you
What is the point of mercy
Does it feel good to be left with nothing to prove?
What is the point
What is the point

I think I could spit in your face
And mock you and beat you, get away with everything
And on the other hand I could attempt perfection
And still receive a request of departure from the king

Bridge:
[Each new day is supposed to be brighter[
I can't speak from my own weakness
I just lift my eyes to heaven...

(Repeat chorus)
© 7/14/00 Allison McCulloch

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