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Better days to come
Better days to go on

My old friends are buried in my mind's cemetery
Please just hold my hand while I plan another funeral
I'm diggin up graves; holding onto memories
All the roads that we once paved; now I search for better days

Better days to come
Better days to go on

You were my best friend
Now you are no friend
I think it's time to go friend
Your time has come
With out without you I'm dead

Maybe it's just like me to be dead
To everyone and all your friends
Maybe I'll sit down in my room
&Write a song about you

Better days to come
Better days to go on