We play a game called live or die
So we go on just to get by
Sometimes I wonder why
It's not always this easy
It's one or the other
Either way I'm with you
I know that I love her
Its the only thing
That I hold true
We widdle down in times
Where there's no distractions
and sometimes we cry
'Oh why baby why? '
but we go on
and we get by
In this game of live or die
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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