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By now the storm on the lake had ceased
My small boat had started moving slowly after the blow
To the far east, I looked at the sun and it smiled
I couldnt help, but just smile and give back my whole

I was born seventeen years ago
And until now, I have endured a lot of trouble
Some of them cause me to stumble
But mama always tell me to get easy and blow my gum into a bubble

Ma, is that the life you told me was going to be nice
You told me it was going to be a bit difficult and you gave me advice
I listened but I see life is not a bit difficult
But it is wholly difficult
Because Im here not to enjoy, of my life, even a minute
Day in day out I find myself in prison as a culprit
Where am I wrong, ma told me I was right
That is if I was ready to fight

Mother told me to turn my life into a battleground
She told me to have a speed more than that of a greyhound
And I got myself armed
I took my helicopter, but it proved useless 
Then I got into a boat and with my enemy I came face to face
But the wind seems like its not even tolerant
It's sending nasty waves against my boat
Is that what you call nature?

Disturbed me, it had from midnight
Until the sun came, smiled at me, ceasing the fight.
Where is my enemy, I need to fight him
Because mum told me I must fight with 'victory' being the theme
I cant see life no more
And I can fight no more.

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