Life it carries on, I look to the sky and I see the sun, rise again in the morning air, facing the world without a care. Oh look at me ! I'm twisted and torn like a raging sea, throwing abuse into empty spaces, walking around watching empty faces. Oh whats it all about ?
Oh in the dead of night, breathing believing in the gift of life, beaten down like a slave in rome, where time is unceasing and iv'e just begun, to live and breath again, I'm keeping the pleasure and I'm fighting the pain. Before I die and my light goes out, I've got to find the answer, whats it all about ? oh whats it all about ?
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