I've got a question for all you sinners
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Have you ever wondered is this all there is to life?
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A quick adventure not much to mention
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A slow procession leading us to die
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Or is there a heaven a distant valley
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A golden meadow waiting for us in the sky
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No one right answer spirit seems broken
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Still I just can't help but wonder why
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Seems like a tragic waste of time
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Who cares what happens when you die?
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Life's too short to wonder why
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Get on with your life
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In towering churches and holy temples
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They all conspired to tell me how to live my life
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But no religion or new theism
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Could ever provide proof to quench my mind
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And now I wonder whos's sky I'm under
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Is there a heaven waiting for me when I die
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No one right answer spirit seems
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And still I can't help but wonder why
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So many questions I can't tell the difference
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Too many abstract thoughts now wrestle in my mind
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But through the darkness somewhere should be waiting
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A final truth to shower me with light
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Their pearls of wisdom and tales of glory
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They fed me nicely until I found it was all a lie
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No one right answer spirit seems broken
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And still I can't help but wonder why
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Waste Of Time
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| Pennywise |
