Hello Suno Friends, my new song explores philosophical questions surrounding life and love. In the style of industrial cyber delta blues, I ask, I ponder, and I draw conclusions—or perhaps I don't ... I can't..... Thanks for listening 🙏 Nice greetings Preo 💋 ___________________________________________ ▶️ The German Community for Suno Artisten. ▶️ We are the StoryTellerZ in Discord ▶️ Join us and check out here... 👉 https://discord.gg/pXKrJtmAe7 ======================================== © 2026 by Preo-Preoccupied ======================================== ▪️▫️▪️▫️▪️▫️▪️▫️▪️ ▪️ LYRICS ▪️ ▪️▫️▪️▫️▪️▫️▪️▫️▪️ Tell me, what’s life without a little love? And what is love when it’s choked - out by hate- Is there a masterplan hidden in the - dust? Or are we - just Getting a stroke - breaking under the weight? Yeah, tell me, what’s life without love? We’re just driftin’... driftin' through this borrowed time. Got no anchor. Maybe got some hope, maybe we ain't got a dime. For the minutes that are left on the clock, who’s countin'? For much or for little, man, we’re climbin’ the same mountain. Who really knows the score? We just ride the tide, floatin' less or more... Just stuck in the damn flow- 'Cause we wanna feel it! Yeah, we wanna see it! We wanna know the guarantee! Look me in the eye and tell me— WHAT’S IN IT FOR ME?! Tell me, what’s life without a little love? And what is love when it’s choked - out by hate- Is there a masterplan hidden in the - dust? Or are we - just Getting a stroke - breaking under the weight? Yeah, tell me, what’s life without love? It’s a loop. An endless damn circle of the things we’ll never grasp. But we want it. Oh, we scratch at the door until we finally collapse. Terrified of what we’re bound to discover, shaking at the truth, Digging through the ancient dirt, hunting for some proof. But wait... y'all only want the pretty things, right? The healed, the grand? The sweet little lies slippin' through the sand. But the dark side? The ugly truth? Nah... y'all just close your eyes and pretend .. you’re still in your pretty youth! SLAM 'EM SHUT! Tell me, what’s life without a little love? And what is love when it’s choked - out by hate- Is there a masterplan hidden in the - dust? Or are we - just Getting a stroke - breaking under the weight? Yeah, tell me, what’s life without love? Are we even breathin'?... huh? Or are we just dreamin’ that we’re halfway alive? Just operatin' like machines, tryin' to survive. Walkin' in a trance... clockin' in, clockin' out. Beggin' for another chance... what’s it all about? Another alignment? Another grand conjunction? Hell no. The engine’s facin' Total Malfunction! NEVER! WAKE... UP... RIGHT NOW!
