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Text: Face Tomorrow. Means To An End.

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A waste of time and space
That's how I see this place

It seems that I've finally lost the will to care
But somehow it soothes me in spite of despair

Everything comes down to an obvious end
I can not believe it but I still depend on it

Please, don't take this, the wrong way
And we, could leave this, and get out of here

I know I would end up right where I began
So why would I bother or why would I care

Everything comes down to an obvious end
We can not escape it you must understand

Everything comes down to an obvious end
Make sure that it's worth it
It's your time to spend

Everything comes down to an obvious end
Make sure that it's worth it
It's your time to spend