La dolcezza divora
l'amarezza della mia vita.
It’s amazing how
and I tremble now
the once-sweet life
once sweet, now strife
and I call it all bologna.
If I were to stop the tears
I would have to face all fears
I see again how sparse
the life, the life is farce
Progress razed by a zamboni.
Live to eat, not eat to live
there’s nothing that I wouldn’t
give
I’ll take you back
I’d trade my snack
if all were not so phony.
But now I’m lost
I see the cost
I drown my melancholy in this cream
and hope that I will waken from
this dream
I swim inside the tank of
delicious, whipped, Italian sp...rinkles of nuts and fruity ripples of frozen
dessert.
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