Life, life, who's it, what's it
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Tell me, what the f*ck are we doing here
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As if by magic, magic, they've
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Had it decided for us, that's how it is
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Two arms, two legs, a brain that works
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And that dies and dreams and hurts
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Hands that break and that caress
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A pair of breasts, a pair of buttocks
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Life, life, I'm telling you, it's better
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When it's dark and bright
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When we don't write the rules of the game
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We muddle through, we cheat a bit
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In my view, it's better not to
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Look for where we come from, where we're going
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It'll be less lovely when we know
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Then when we find out, what's left
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I know nothing but I'm not scared
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I watch the people who look elsewhere
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I swipe the worst and the best from them
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I make songs like a thief
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Life, life, it's dumb sometimes
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When for no reason, no blah-blah
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It grabs those we love and leaves us here
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With our questions on our hands
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But where does it come from, those blows of fate
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What's this stuff with death
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Maybe we could come to an agreement
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You're the one who stays and I'm the one who goes
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Life, life, it's way too weird
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It's the sketchiest of stories
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Dreamed up by a kid who's playing
And who allows themself everything
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In my view, you shouldn't fight
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When you're not the one throwing the dice
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It'd be less lovely if we knew
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There'd be hardly anything left to dream
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I know nothing but I'm not scared
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I watch the people who look elsewhere
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I swipe the worst and the best from them
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I make songs like a thief
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I know nothing but I'm not scared
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I watch the people who look elsewhere
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I swipe the worst and the best from them
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I make songs like a thief
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I sort the slaps still to come
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I want the present, not the future
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I fatten my rhyme and my melodies
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I steal your desires, your trips and what connects you
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I sort the slaps still to come
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I want the present, not the future
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I fatten my rhyme and my melodies
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I steal your desires, your trips and what connects you