I am not happy and why should I be
Living a life, which nothing belongs to me
No one warned me nor told me about
Born into a world where nothing leaves out
It may seem selfish, yet I feel it's wrong
To go through life living on a loan
At night I sleep never knowing if i'll awake
Praying to God for my soul should he take
When my day's are dark I sit and complain
Live off seredity my strength can't change
Like a slave, I live a life I'll never own
It was given to me in the form of a loan
If you shouldn't miss what you never had
Be happy when I'm gone for I will be glad
My debt was paid at the cross on clavery
I can accept trajedy to be free from misery
Yet while I was here I let it be known
That no one truly lives except through loan
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