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Wednesday, 27 January 2016

Bad Days

Bad Days
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I'm all tangled up inside,
Like a rope lying roadside.
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They say, music is the ultimate heal,
Nothing ignites a burning zeal.
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Times come and pass by,
You have heard this a lot, aye.
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I am now a calm man at the outset,
Not giving a hint about that upset.
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People will try to kill you in all ways,
Just be strong and you will pass those bad days.
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I ain't strong much I know,
That doesn't allow you to give me a blow.
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You may be awesome but,
I am the one for some.

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