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I Didn'T Choose This Life

I didn't choose this life, the life choose me Bitter, sad, and alone, nightly I sleep Slim are the pickings, which makes my thoughts run deep I didn't choose this life, the life choose me Sometimes I wonder why, it must be so cruel Why so harsh to me, I play by the rules I didn't choose this life, the life choose me The sun hits my face, it brings a new day I awake to nothing, there never anything to say No one to curl under, no one to kick Not even somebody to say, baby I'm sick To me I feel deserving but that my not be so Lots have changed, I'm still lone, one two three years in a row But I live with it everyday. It haunts me, even in my sleep. I didn't choose this life, the life chose ME!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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