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I got to ask the Divine,
Why am I alive?
Why do i have a heart?
When all people want to do is fart?
Yeah they smell bad.
Sometimes I would be glad.
If they wouldn't make me so mad!
If only I didn't feel, I wouldn't need to heal.
I'm only trying to be real.
With self expression,
I try to learn and teach a lesson.
Always someone going to hit my soft spot.
So smart,
Out of one's mouth comes the dart.
Run in hide,
Keep to myself,
put my heart in a box on the shelf.
Oh well! That's life!
Why am I alive?
Why do i have a heart?
When all people want to do is fart?
Yeah they smell bad.
Sometimes I would be glad.
If they wouldn't make me so mad!
If only I didn't feel, I wouldn't need to heal.
I'm only trying to be real.
With self expression,
I try to learn and teach a lesson.
Always someone going to hit my soft spot.
So smart,
Out of one's mouth comes the dart.
Run in hide,
Keep to myself,
put my heart in a box on the shelf.
Oh well! That's life!