Means to an End
Idealize what is bringing me down
(trapped in) this routine
trapped in stability
if I have nothing at all to say
in my inadequacy of recline
and resign
failures in me
Everything we do here is just a means to an end
it took a while to lose the illusion that we were more than just men
everything we do is a futile attempt
the wheels of industry will feel the cavity
instinctively there's a dread that we all share
as a burden we must bear
Prioritize thou ambitions aside
(serve your) serve your family
ditch the community
if I have nothing at all to say
In my inadequacy of recline
and resign
failures in me
Everything we do here is just a means to an end
it took a while to lose the illusion that we were more than just men
everything we do is a futile attempt
the wheels of industry will feel the cavity
instinctively there's a dread that we all share
a dread that we all share
Why would you die for something you don't believe in?
and a life that you regret
(a life that you regret)
why would you die for something you don't believe
I can feel the divide, it's in my head
Why would you die for something you don't believe
It took a while to lose the illusion that we were more than just men
everything we do is a futile attempt
the wheels of industry will feel the cavity
Instinctively there's a dread that we all share
(trapped in) this routine
trapped in stability
if I have nothing at all to say
in my inadequacy of recline
and resign
failures in me
Everything we do here is just a means to an end
it took a while to lose the illusion that we were more than just men
everything we do is a futile attempt
the wheels of industry will feel the cavity
instinctively there's a dread that we all share
as a burden we must bear
Prioritize thou ambitions aside
(serve your) serve your family
ditch the community
if I have nothing at all to say
In my inadequacy of recline
and resign
failures in me
Everything we do here is just a means to an end
it took a while to lose the illusion that we were more than just men
everything we do is a futile attempt
the wheels of industry will feel the cavity
instinctively there's a dread that we all share
a dread that we all share
Why would you die for something you don't believe in?
and a life that you regret
(a life that you regret)
why would you die for something you don't believe
I can feel the divide, it's in my head
Why would you die for something you don't believe
It took a while to lose the illusion that we were more than just men
everything we do is a futile attempt
the wheels of industry will feel the cavity
Instinctively there's a dread that we all share
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