The privilege to life
She said she wanted to be famous
I don't blame her
She wants to be known
Not thrown into the snow
If she had a chance
She would dance with cheer
To be able to write
is the privilege to life
I said I wanted to be famous
I don't blame myself
I want to be known
Not thrown out into the snow
If I had a chance
I would dance with cheer
To be able to write
is the privilege to life
I might've said this once or twice
But I want to write
And again it's the privilege to life
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