A Means to an End

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, 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

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?