I praise this life
For it never gives what you desire
If not the instruments to make it on your own
I praise this life
For it crumbles you to lumps and slices
Only to see you reshape yourself unchaperoned
© living in verses
I praise this life
For it never gives what you desire
If not the instruments to make it on your own
I praise this life
For it crumbles you to lumps and slices
Only to see you reshape yourself unchaperoned
© living in verses