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Purpose
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What did you expect, I don't know I don't care
I'm sick of being told we can win them all
Bury your head not in sand but in stone
We're only half as ugly as you want
There's no purpose
The same old faces drowned by the same clouds
That they were floating in back when they were young
You can get mileage from your God ideal
But you know the world could not give a fuck
There's no purpose
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