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Better Days


I'm prying for better days

hoping to deal my pain away

clear out all the same grey days

just waiting to fly away

till I hit a good day

Just wanting to replay my childhood days

set my hates in a fiery blaze

and praise my old younger days

but nowadays everyone is full of hate

mabye it's jut a commen trait

for every mate to create some hate

we should all try to deflate the hate in the world

I had this schoolmate that I thought was my friend

but in reality I was just his bait

I found out and left though the open gate hoping to find a new first mate

I was able to find a new find a new first mate and my own soulmate so I guess I got some better days.

 
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