Devlin - Why does... lyrics

[Verse 1] I just wanna know what I'm here for what I smoke weed for what I drink beer for Why I keep struggling and why I cry tears for it's like I'm trapped in a tug of war When we die it's the end there's nothing more, I've got so many friends but I'm lonely Cause when I'm laying in my bed and I think in my head it's like no one will actually know me I'm not saying that I wanna pa** away, but I wanna know why I'm here today And does it matter what we do its like taking control One thing I know when we're waiting to go, f** taking it slow Life ain't breaking my soul, cause I got more compa**ion than hatred on road Still I don't know why I'm here so the equation ain't solved, no [Hook] Why does the world spin round, why does the world turn round and why do birds fly in the sky and why do we walk on the ground like why does the world spin round? Yeah, Why does the world spin round, why does the world turn round and why do birds fly in the sky and why do we walk on the ground like why does the world spin round? [Verse 2] I find it hard to believe in religion, the bibles like Chinese whispers Written by man and pa**ed on over time, so every other time everybody adds another little line I'm not trying in the least to be disrespecting, nah I'm just saying that i can't accept it If you ask the church they'll probably tell you that my words are septic I'm a hell-bound sceptic I'm not trying to be nasty or evil, I'm just trying to find a purpose for people And if you misunderstood me then listen back If god made the world in 7 days, whats he been doing since then just kicking back? Don't see me as taking the piss I'm naturally human it's natural why I'm questioning this I just wanna know why do we live? [Hook] [Verse 3] They're never gonna change the bits, and they're never gonna change the kids They're watching MTV cribs then they look where they live Now their seeing exhaustion so now they're taking your money without caution Put you in a tight space like contortion and taking your portion A rising stone broaden, so next thing you know they'll be facing the warden It seems to go round and round, swings and roundabouts scales and grams Kids still wear hand-me-downs, so just imagine what they'd do for a thousand pounds Murderers, k**ings these children are willing they're moving with villains their pockets keep filling in multiple sinnings they're taking your winnings to ease the pain like penicillin [Hook]