Purpose
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People ask too many pointless questions.
I mean, what is the purpose of asking questions when they’re irrelevant and left unanswered?
It’s always the same.
What’s the meaning of this? What’s the purpose of that?
They’re always empty queries that nobody can ever seem to answer.
Why must everything in life have a purpose?
Can’t the sky just be blue, the grass just be green?
We conquer every problem stumbled upon because everything needs purpose, serves a purpose.
Can nothing be left unsolved? Can nothing stay a mystery?
Well, I say the purpose in life is to enjoy the simple things and stop asking so many fucking questions.
I mean, what is the purpose of asking questions when they’re irrelevant and left unanswered?
It’s always the same.
What’s the meaning of this? What’s the purpose of that?
They’re always empty queries that nobody can ever seem to answer.
Why must everything in life have a purpose?
Can’t the sky just be blue, the grass just be green?
We conquer every problem stumbled upon because everything needs purpose, serves a purpose.
Can nothing be left unsolved? Can nothing stay a mystery?
Well, I say the purpose in life is to enjoy the simple things and stop asking so many fucking questions.