Where's the point to start over
Where's the copy that has no cover
Like puzzles and interesting tales
Life has sharpen its growing nails
Getting sharper day by day
How to face it all my way
From the window of my room
I throw the philosophy of life at gloom
I refuse to try and understand
And refuse to join the life's band
Whether I stand or I fall
I'll live that's all.
Where's the copy that has no cover
Like puzzles and interesting tales
Life has sharpen its growing nails
Getting sharper day by day
How to face it all my way
From the window of my room
I throw the philosophy of life at gloom
I refuse to try and understand
And refuse to join the life's band
Whether I stand or I fall
I'll live that's all.
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