Am I winning at this game
Or is life beating me
Sometimes it's hard to tell
Sometimes it's hard to see
When my chips are down
I try and quickly pick them up
Are you ready for another round
Or have you had enough
Sometimes it's hard to tell
If you're the monkey or the cage
I have yet to figure out
Am I the turkey or the baste
On life's shinny lock
I often fumble with the keys
When you find I'm in mid-sneeze
Would someone please bless me
While enter and exit signs
Loom everwhere I go
Not sure if I should stick around
Or pack my bags and hit the road
Sometimes it's hard to tell
If you're the noose or the rope
I have yet to figure out
Am I the grass or the goat
If ever there was a sliver
Of sun in this shade of doubt
It's that in life it is hard to tell
And even harder to figure out
Mar 11, 2017
Mar 11, 2017 at 7:52 AM UTC
Am I winning at this game
Or is life beating me
Sometimes it's hard to tell
Sometimes it's hard to see
When my chips are down
I try and quickly pick them up
Are you ready for another round
Or have you had enough
Sometimes it's hard to tell
If you're the monkey or the cage
I have yet to figure out
Am I the turkey or the baste
On life's shinny lock
I often fumble with the keys
When you find I'm in mid-sneeze
Would someone please bless me
While enter and exit signs
Loom everwhere I go
Not sure if I should stick around
Or pack my bags and hit the road
Sometimes it's hard to tell
If you're the noose or the rope
I have yet to figure out
Am I the grass or the goat
If ever there was a sliver
Of sun in this shade of doubt
It's that in life it is hard to tell
And even harder to figure out
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