Ouch! My back still hurts.
I'll still wine in the second verse.
Why can't things be perfect.
Why is there some never ending project.
Life is like this...its never just right.
Things can go bad in just one night.
In that one night you can learn to embrace it.
You never know, the next morning might erase it.
Tomorrow my back will be better.
So there is no use in being a fretter.
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nice, like the message it puts out
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