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What’s the point of it all

The masses cry out, we just piss in a stall

And try and get clout

To better ourselves while the clock’s ticking down

And when you get to the end

You don’t have a single friend

At all

So what’s the point of it all

The pain sinks in at the governor’s ball

And a lifetime of sin

To obtain some pleasure

While they all grab your wrist

And I hope you’re happy

With your never ending bucket list

But life’s such a beautiful mistake

The sorrows, the passions, and the heartache

We give 'cause we know how to take

But life’s such a beautiful mistake

The sorrows, the passions, and the heartache

We give 'cause we know how to take

So what’s the point of it all

The masses cry out the order’s rather tall

And we just live on a ball

That’s floating through space

While we try and get a taste

Cause when your meaning is up

Just try and find somebody you love

But life’s such a beautiful mistake

The sorrows, the passions, and the heartache

We give 'cause we know how to take

But life’s such a beautiful mistake

The sorrows, the passions, and the heartache

We give 'cause we know how to take

The friendships and the hardlines

The protests and the nightlife

All free from strife

So what’s the point of it all

What’s the point of it all

What’s the point of it all

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