99 lyrics for "And at the end of the day"

My life has meaning again Sittin' on the interstate The end of another day Feeling tired, feeling beat up, feeling small Sick of running this rat race And Coming last place Feeling like I don't matter at all Then I walk through the door She says "I
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Mary Anne and Wanda were the best of friends All through their high school days Both members of the 4H club, both active in the FFA After graduation Mary Anne went out lookin' for a bright new world Wanda looked all around this town and all she found was
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Dirty soda in a styrofoam Spend a day to get my mind blown Dress it up and go to NASA 200 Miles on the dash Gotta roll a pound up and gas it Switching lanes in a Grand Rapid We the ones that kept it cool With all these niggas 'til these niggas start
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Playing the role of mom and dad Working so hard just to get paid As a single parent life ain't easy Consider, how she make it to the end of the day I wonder, how she make it to the end of the day I never know no father yet you provide my dinner And I
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I am not alone Not beaten down just yet I am not afraid Of the voices in my head And down the darkest road Something follows me This misery loves my company Misery loves my company I don’t need your condescending
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Standing at the end of The final masquerade The light on the horizon Was brighter yesterday Shadows floating over Skies begin to fade You said it was forever But then it slipped away Tearing me apart
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And it's all your state of mind At the end of the day, And I say way-hey-hey, it's just an ordinary day I've got a smile on my face, and I've got four walls around me You've just got to say... it's all right. I've got the sun in the sky, all the water
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Tears of rage, tears of grief Come to me now, you know Must I always be the thief? We're so low and life is brief We carried you in our arms On Independence Day And now you'd throw us all aside And put us on our way Oh, what dear daughter 'neath the sun
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Afraid of the house, stay the night with the sinners You must be somewhere in London Afraid of the house 'cause they're desperate to entertain Someone send a runner through the weather that I'm under for the feeling That I lost today Someone send a
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I have a life that's good At the end of the day Two arms around me Heaven to ground me And a family that always calls me home Four wheels to get there Enough love to share And a sweet, sweet, sweet song
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