i+i 3/3/16

Please distract me from my own despair 
It creeps on me when I know no ones there 
Because I don’t wanna feel, feel so old 
Because I don’t wanna feel, bitter and old 
But its bitter sweet oh boy 
When you drop all your toys 
But its bitter sweet oh joy 
Being a melancholy boy 

So what I'm comfortable and things they seems so find 
I know that misery is, happiness with some time 
Life is so unfair to everyone that it is fair 
Just be glad of your joys and everything that gives you care 

To win, you must play the game 
To win, you must do what you love 
I hope I can win so I can do what I love 
I wish to do what I love.

i+i 3/3/16

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