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Lletres: blink-182. Better Days.

Late one day as you're sitting awake

How can you sleep with those pills you take?

Rubs your eyes and miss your head

All you have is meat and you're a vegetarian

Put in your key and your car won't start

Your wife just left you and she took the sports car

All alone and it's one of those days

Oh my god you found out your neighbor's gay



Better days that you had

And you blame it on fate

You've got a bitter feeling in the back of your head

And concentration's asleep

How do you do the things you do

And go on living your life?

You beat your kids all the time

And you constantly yell at your wife



You're at work and you lost your check

And the only secretary has lost her head

More ideas wasted over the months

Now a fire's consumed your home

It's all right, you've got your pride

But if I were you I would rather die

It's all right, you've got your work

But if I were you I'd start going to church



Better days that you had

And you blame it on fate

You've got a bitter feeling in the back of your head

And concentration's asleep

How do you do the things you do

And go on living your life?

You beat your kids all the time

And you constantly yell at your wife