55.Look At Me
Yeah, look at me in my thirties
Plowing forth, unsteady and unsturdy
But I'm still alive, I'm still alive, I win a prize
I'm still alive
Yeah, look at me, pushing forty
Suiting up for another sortie
And I'm still alive
I'm still alive, I win a prize
I'm still alive
It may not be pretty my life up to here
But something bold and beautiful occurred
I'm not interred
You look at me as a tragic figure
One frivolous moment, I beg to differ
Because I'm still alive, I'm still alive
I win a prize, I'm still alive
I'm still alive, I'm still alive
I win a prize, I'm still alive
It may not be pretty, my life up to here
But something bold and beautiful occurred
I'm not interred
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