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Life Story,
I used to have a light in my eyes
Now all I see is sorrow
This is the gift of poverty ,
Hungry yesterday, today , and tomorrow
Where will I sleep?
I’m not counting ‘em , I’m sleeping with the sheep
Promises turn to lies
And the lies start to burn like an infinite flame
Burning me till I’m numb
Somebody save me from this horror story my life has become.
Now all I see is sorrow
This is the gift of poverty ,
Hungry yesterday, today , and tomorrow
Where will I sleep?
I’m not counting ‘em , I’m sleeping with the sheep
Promises turn to lies
And the lies start to burn like an infinite flame
Burning me till I’m numb
Somebody save me from this horror story my life has become.
Published 24th Sep 2013
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