Better Days

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By LostSoul

People say life's just a game Then how come I'm dying In every single way I'm too far to be saved I'm too close to be judged I'm just too ordinary Left with nothing to say Tired of broken promises I've been misled To actually believe I'm someone That could be left here for dead But it's just a part of who I am Songs that don't make sense What else is there but no chance When life is nothing without romance A lonely soul aching to be saved But too afraid to be loved Life is my prison And freedom is my cage I long for a sweet lullaby Not more goodbyes I stare into the sky And wish this world would let me fly Someday you'll understand me When I'm past all salvation And an angel has been sent to bring me to my destination Just wishful thinking Of better days There's nothing you can do When haunting memories Takes hold of you

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