Why is life such a a meanie such a bully
There's no controlling it, it's so unruly
Some times it only gives me a ****** other times it knocks me to my knees
It just does what it please
But lately it's been knocking me out
What the **** is that all about
Life sure does need to stop this plight
That it has against my right
To be happy now and then
So I can at lest offer the world a grin
But I still have a furrowed brow
I wear the same old scowl
Because my life is such a bully
It's become so ******* unruly
Apr 13, 2016
Apr 13, 2016 at 10:29 AM UTC
Why is life such a a meanie such a bully
There's no controlling it, it's so unruly
Some times it only gives me a ****** other times it knocks me to my knees
It just does what it please
But lately it's been knocking me out
What the **** is that all about
Life sure does need to stop this plight
That it has against my right
To be happy now and then
So I can at lest offer the world a grin
But I still have a furrowed brow
I wear the same old scowl
Because my life is such a bully
It's become so ******* unruly
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