When they find you in the back bay
Bits and pieces by the back bay
No one asks, "Is this a war?"
You lace your boots & go to war

Set the shot, I put my gun away
Do the work, I throw my gun away
Don't question anymore
Not burdened anymore

I weigh the world on a sliding scale, and I
Wouldn't worry if "heads" or "tails" decides
We're all strapped to the spinning wheel
And there's a blindfolded man in a tux throwing knives

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There's no why
There's no why
There's no why

In the pulpit, in the alleyway
In the bear pit out at Heaven's Gate
It's not a culture, it's a cult
Not a circle, it's a hole
I used to think it'd all come back again
Less a question of "if" than "where" and "when"
Life, looping & infinite
I was protecting myself
Once it's finished, it's finished

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There's no why
There's no why
There's no why
There's no why

Iron & ink
Oil & oxygen
The trick of the trick:
We're who we've always been

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There's no why
There's no why
There's no why
There's no why
There's no why
There's no why
There's no why
There's no why