The will to live is overrated, the will to get even is all you really need
A reverie defensive of my past, scattering my present
Threatening to look into my future and find nothing
Instead of success, I choose failure
Instead of seriousness, I choose whimsy
Instead of something I choose something else
How can I decorate myself when all I really want to do is forfeit
O seriously, I believe I have been pounded
By the way that I perceive life
Misunderstood and celebrated, imprisoning and captivating
Barrel of fun when the monkeys are done impersonating
It all makes sense to me
Forgetting is an evil practice
Though it's surely comforting not to remember
The muffled hurt, the aching shock, no shelter
Shutting down, setting aside to the periphery
Voila, a forfeit
I want to forfeit
Please let me forfeit
When will I be allowed to forfeit life
It all makes sense to me
Even when I'm weary
Even when I'm bitter
Even when I'm hopeful
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The will to live is overrated, the will to get even is all you really need
A reverie defensive of my past, scattering my present
Threatening to look into my future and find nothing
Instead of success, I choose failure
Instead of seriousness, I choose whimsy
Instead of something I choose something else
How can I decorate myself when all I really want to do is forfeit
O seriously, I believe I have been pounded
By the way that I perceive life
Misunderstood and celebrated, imprisoning and captivating
Barrel of fun when the monkeys are done impersonating
It all makes sense to me
Forgetting is an evil practice
Though it's surely comforting not to remember
The muffled hurt, the aching shock, no shelter
Shutting down, setting aside to the periphery
Voila, a forfeit
I want to forfeit
Please let me forfeit
When will I be allowed to forfeit life
It all makes sense to me
Even when I'm weary
Even when I'm bitter
Even when I'm hopeful
A reverie defensive of my past, scattering my present
Threatening to look into my future and find nothing
Instead of success, I choose failure
Instead of seriousness, I choose whimsy
Instead of something I choose something else
How can I decorate myself when all I really want to do is forfeit
O seriously, I believe I have been pounded
By the way that I perceive life
Misunderstood and celebrated, imprisoning and captivating
Barrel of fun when the monkeys are done impersonating
It all makes sense to me
Forgetting is an evil practice
Though it's surely comforting not to remember
The muffled hurt, the aching shock, no shelter
Shutting down, setting aside to the periphery
Voila, a forfeit
I want to forfeit
Please let me forfeit
When will I be allowed to forfeit life
It all makes sense to me
Even when I'm weary
Even when I'm bitter
Even when I'm hopeful
Writer: Anne Feinsod
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