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Its a Means To An End

Fall in Fall out of favor Fall in Fall out never waiver Fall in Fall out of history It ain’t no God damn mystery Why the self doubt Makes you want to scream and shout Fall in Fall out of misery Standin and Waitin for a delivery that never comes Never hesitate but I might Obliterate Self destruct Holdin onto that rabbits foot For good luck It’s just a means to an end Tying me up Weighing me down Same old records playin all over town Refusing to bend on a road that never ends Waiting for some free and easy breeze To carry me As self destruction wages it’s war on me

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