Ignorance Is Bliss
When i was young
ignorance was bliss
i didnt know why the adults were so high strung.
i didnt see body type or skin color i was just worried about my first kiss
the biggest thing i had to be scared of was the dark
then i learned and relized that the world was scary
the contrast was stark
terrorist, killers, racisim the news always stated it so boldy
ah, ignorance was bliss
now i have to live a life in fear
without letting anyone know anything is amiss
global warming, nuclear desruction at the press of a button, life is now blear
at least now im educated i guess
life is just a game of chess
ill tell all the youth, ignorance is bliss
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