I struggle even to exist
To get up early in the morning
Without swinging with my fist
Up on the wall and deeply moaning
I don't know why it's all like this
I'm getting sick of simple actions
"Just carry on and don't resist"
They say but I want a perfection
A modest life is not for me
I'm pissed of wasting my potential
Just trying to set the people free
It is a thankless thing to mention
I feel the will for bringing in
The joy of life that's hardly breathing
It's not about how to win
It's all about living with it
Living with it
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