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Life, a purpose, a purpose as infinite as time
Life, a purpose twisting and turning in the endless vortex of time

But who needs clocks, when he can count his coffee cups
Who needs clocks, when he can count his cigarette butts
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Tyranny Of Time

Life, a purpose, a purpose as infinite as time
Life, a purpose twisting and turning in the endless vortex of time

But who needs clocks, when he can count his coffee cups
Who needs clocks, when he can count his cigarette butts
All he needs is a spark to ignite the dead flame
All he needs is a spark, he'll turn around the game

Sound of trigger, you make a run
Another race to catch the sun
But alas, it sets down
and you curse the holy crown
For one man's night is another man's day
Now it's his turn to play

Do you really care what happened to him
Who won the race, who lost it in a whim
Who called the shots, but missed the aces
Who lost the race, who conquered places
Who ran too far but forgot the way
Who lost the battle, who survived the day

Facts, Figures or Frivolous Fables
Life, Lust, or Luptous Labels? ?

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