Game
My god, who do you think this is? Life goes on, but no one lives in bliss No one has all the answers, they say Nobody seems to recognize their game For my life I must take charge That’s how I'm going to grow and large I'm gonna take risks and prove each day That I'm capable of anything I decide to say Life is no game, people tell me so But I come back with further blows It's a game that I choose to play For that I don't fear, nor waste the day Though life is a game so few understand Our mistakes, failures, and victories are a part of the plan My god, who the fuck do you think this is? I'm the one playing the game of life, not a takeaway dish.
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