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This is the life


When life comes crashing dow on me I'll fight until I'm broken free Through the flames of hell I'll work my way Till heaven parts and gives me way What good is a day with out the sun's rays? What good is a night with no moonlight? What good is a song without a beat? What good is the cold without no heat? These questions haunt me day by day Yet still through life I stray my way Im living for another day Because life is too short they always say Looking for someone to call my own Dont like the sound of dying alone And until I find a place to call home I'll continue roaming the streets alone
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