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Better Version Of Me
The nickel dropped When I was on My way beyond The Rubicon What did I do
And of the games that I can handle None are ones worth the candle What can I do
I'm a frightened, fickle person Fighting, cryin', kickin', cursin' What should I do
Oooh, after all the folderol, And hauling over coals stops What will I do
Can't take a good day without a bad one Don't feel just to smile until I've had one Where did I learn
I make a fuss about a little thing The rhyme is losing to the riddling Where's the turn
I don't want a home, I'd ruin that Home is where my habits have a habitat Why give it a turn
Oh, after all the folderol And hauling over coals stops What did I learn
I am likely to miss the main event If I stop to cry or complain again So I will keep a deliberate pace Let the damned breeze dry my face
Oh, mister, wait until you see What I'm gonna be
I've got a plan, a demand and it just began And if you're right, you'll agree
Here's coming a better version of me Here it comes a better version of me Here it comes a better version of me
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