A Means To An End
Chalk Hands
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A means to an end
I've always walked this way
No enigma or cause for wonder
It's bitter and cold here living in the mouth of giants
Please, chew me until you're bored
Sweet enough to savour, easy on the jaw
Losing flavour, still easy on the jaw
Spit me out, gleaming but lifeless
Stick me to your chair
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Your eyes are wild, you watch your mouth, no mistakes
A little far to figure out, anyway why now?
Seems I'm blind to work it out, your mistake
You're just too far to figure out, why today, why now?
Boil them down and serve them out, your mistakes
Boil them down and serve them out, your mistakes
You're just too far to figure out, anyway, why now?