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When you're trying to be better, When you're trying so hard to please her Everything and every sign tells you not to deter Are you sure you're making yourself better? Would she complete you if you were together? Look at the mirror, what do you prefer? A lot of things that you should consider Know yourself, you might end up in a blunder You believed everything wasn't a squander Giving you mixed signs which left you to wonder You want to approach her, but too afraid to confer Lost opportunity, unspoken thoughts that makes you ponder Thinking this might be over, Trying your luck on a four-leaf clover Taking a chance as jumping on the cliffs of Dover Is it over? When you're trying to be better, Are you miserable and bitter? When the lights are on, and they start to flicker *Don't be a ******* quitter* When you're trying to be better, People mock you like litter You don't mind it, you're not a hitter Hard not to think about it at the back of your head Bring yourself to your own happy shed What did I do wrong? My head is eating me up like thinking of a long lost song
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Nov 12, 2014
Nov 12, 2014 at 5:33 AM UTC
The Better Me
When you're trying to be better, When you're trying so hard to please her Everything and every sign tells you not to deter Are you sure you're making yourself better? Would she complete you if you were together? Look at the mirror, what do you prefer? A lot of things that you should consider Know yourself, you might end up in a blunder You believed everything wasn't a squander Giving you mixed signs which left you to wonder You want to approach her, but too afraid to confer Lost opportunity, unspoken thoughts that makes you ponder Thinking this might be over, Trying your luck on a four-leaf clover Taking a chance as jumping on the cliffs of Dover Is it over? When you're trying to be better, Are you miserable and bitter? When the lights are on, and they start to flicker *Don't be a ******* quitter* When you're trying to be better, People mock you like litter You don't mind it, you're not a hitter Hard not to think about it at the back of your head Bring yourself to your own happy shed What did I do wrong? My head is eating me up like thinking of a long lost song
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Nov 12, 2014
Nov 12, 2014 at 5:33 AM UTC
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