Wild
And they said that you were wild
On the verge of being feral
So, they put you in a box
And you bit every hand that tried to feed you
And you said that it was hopeless
Didn't matter anyway
So, we cried the whole night
Because it was the one thing we were supposed to prevent
C'est la vie, c'est la vie
C'est la vie, c'est la vie
C'est la vie, c'est la vie
C'est la vie, c'est la vie
On the verge of being feral
So, they put you in a box
And you bit every hand that tried to feed you
And you said that it was hopeless
Didn't matter anyway
So, we cried the whole night
Because it was the one thing we were supposed to prevent
C'est la vie, c'est la vie
C'est la vie, c'est la vie
C'est la vie, c'est la vie
C'est la vie, c'est la vie
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Writer(s): Michael Minnie
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