Life ... We spend half our lives trying to figure it out
Constantly searching for the meaning, wondering what it's all about
It flashes before us sometimes too fast
Our brilliant experiences we try to make last
Striving to be the best we can be
Trying to fulfil our potential you see
Weaving our paths, making deals
Trying to stay in control of the wheel
Selling our souls
Hoping to fill the holes
If we only cherished
Every single moment, before life perished
Then maybe we'd succeed
In knowing the truth about the life we lead
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