Born to this cruel world
So sweet, innocent and naive
Why is the question we try to answer
in this insanity of our living
We try to live each and other day
But do we know why we're here
Still we seek and search our way
But do we know the reason so dear
As we solve the mystery of our quest
We find ourselves pretending
How can we possible refuse the best
When our foolish hearts are willing
-damikawoon-
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