Game of Life

It's a magical game of burglars and bad cops
Where you never know truth from the sins of evil
That could gather some weight as carrying anvil
When you can't lift you up and your body just flops

Passing the polygraph by avoiding the lines
That you need to avoid as there is no escape
Putting the right pressure on the measurable shape
And searching for parking without any huge fines

Who is really hero and who can fake their way
To the hearts of many amidst frosty glory
As to avoid the theft in the winter's fury

Given a better chance of a survival day
If your eyes see clearly, no blindless perception
That all will be alright without a reception

◄ New Life

Vacation - walk on the beach ►

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