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The Sound That Ends Creation - An Apple a Day, You'll Die Anyway lyrics

Artist: The Sound That Ends Creation

album: Memes, Dreams, and Flying Machines


Nothing matters, no one matters, all of us will die
No one exists here on purpose, reality a lie
Trying to put meaning in your life
But there is no grand design
You're searching for a spark that doesn't exist
Your empty feelings and morals dismissed
If you die, no one would cry
There is no way that in infinite worlds
Your actions have any meaning
We are just atoms floating and spinning
Creating and destroying
Over and over, for no real reason
No explanation given
There's no grand plan or purpose for you
You might as well be a chicken
Be a chicken
Be a chicken

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