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

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