I keep on walking,
I keep on talking,
I keep on tripping,
I keep on falling...
I fall to the ground,
Covered in my blood,
I cry out in pain,
"Is my death in vain?"
Will someone help me?
Will I get up again?
Why even me?
Why, just... Why?
I keep on walking, I keep on talking, I keep on tripping, I keep on falling... I fall to the ground, Covered in my blood, I cry out in pain, "Is my death in vain?" Will someone help me? Will I get up again? Why even me? Why, just... Why? |

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C'est la vie
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C'est la vie
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For beautiful eyes, look for the good in others.
For beautiful lips, speak only words of kindness.
And for poise, walk with the knowledge that you are never alone.
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C'est la vie
--
For beautiful eyes, look for the good in others.
For beautiful lips, speak only words of kindness.
And for poise, walk with the knowledge that you are never alone.
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