been rolling on for many years that thing of god's decree
the cause would justify the means and spirit came for free
in time I saw the sacrifice the purpose lost its aim
but how on earth once In the habit back out again
no matter how you look at it, it all comes down to this
holding on is agony and letting go is bliss
no matter how you look at it it all comes down to this
holding on is agony and letting go is bliss
the things I have to memorize that seem to save my day
knowing all the details puts you In the lead they say
so stuff your head with crap of every colour, taste and shade
a photographic memory of Pollock's number Eight
no matter how you look at it, it all comes down to this
holding on is agony and letting go is bliss
the longer that I contemplate this concept of the free
the more I see the parallels to the world surrounding me
one metaphor to cover all, reveal all mysteries
one metaphor to subdivide some of our basic needs
no matter if you shit or if you just get down to piss
holding on is agony and letting go is bliss
no matter how you look at it it all comes down to this
holding on is agony and letting go is bliss

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