Give and Take
The mosquito is biting my skin,
I don’t really know if I feel any pain;
someone’s got to be a mosquito somehow
and somebody’s got to be its victim.
Life is just give and take, my friend,
bite and be ready to be bitten in return;
you cannot be giving all the time
so take it for once but don’t you ever cry.
Give if you must give, take if you must take,
whatever it is it’s never your mistake;
I hope you can see the light,
it’s shining there and it’s so bright.
Give and take or take first and then give,
it doesn’t really matter which comes first;
well, that’s the game, my friend, that’s the game,
and life’s got to be that way, it’s the only way.
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