Cut your fingers on the wreck It aint dead yet but its dying First it fed your intellect Then it crushed you like an insect Its unable to forget So why bother even trying Fake a smiley smile instead You should be trying brother You gotta be trying brother, yeah Get the fuck out of my way She was crying and she screamed You go do what it is you do Just give me some room please Dont tell me how the story ends Cause Im messed up and convinced That I found out nobodys cool Except maybe smiling you Cause when youre wearing a smile It should make it worth while Theres plenty of time He Ho I wanna feel a lot better He Ho I wanna feel a lot better Cut your fingers on the wreck Cause youre a sentimental fool I know you cannot have things back No exceptions to the rule I know you wont cut me some slack Cause you got to keep your cool You hold your head up with your hands Youll be smiling like a fool Cause when youre wearing a smile You make it worth while Theres plenty of time to be old later Wearing a smile should make it worth while Plenty of time He Ho I wanna feel a lot better Sundays always better than today I wanna feel a lot better I walked and let the city bleed cause the wreck was haunting me I went for good old friends advice Cause I couldnt clearly see And then I recognised the roads Everything fell in its place Cause all I did was hang on to a world in which noone was Wearing a smile should make it worth while Theres plenty of time to be old later Wearing a smile should make it worth while Plenty of time He Ho So Ill feel a lot better He Ho Im gonna fee a lot better Dirty money Sundays moving I still feel a lot better Dirty money Sundays moving Im gonna feel a lot better
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