100 lyrics for "Make it better"

I shed a tear or two but that don't make me a weaker man It's made me a better man, I've given all I can To a world that sometimes thinks that I'm a lesser man I remember all the things I've been through Gave myself to all those people I once knew I'm
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And no message could have been any clearer If you wanna make the world a better place Take a look at yourself and then make a change I'm starting with the man in the mirror I'm asking him to change his ways Na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na I'm starting with
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No one can make me cry, Or drive me mad, It's like a curse, That is the cure, Better or worse, One things for sure,
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She turns every head when she walks by Lights up the room with her pretty smile But you better stay away when she gets mad 'Cause she can make your world fall apart When she loves she loves with all her heart And that makes me a lucky man She can do no
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Peace of mind, you run away from me So make me lose my mask of sanity I can't waste away, I'm slowly losing my way forever Better raise your slave for me anymore Daylight's sin inside, day's growing closer, wait for pain I cannot wait another night to be
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Chains on shining, you can see me riding You don't wanna find out, better off lying Cocaine lined up, secrets that I'm hidin' Baby, I'ma dive in, I don't put the time in Even if I try hard, I ain't gonna make it We ain't gonna make it, we ain't gonna
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I don't wanna look like that You know you make me breakout Make me breakout Better get out Know you make me breakout Burn it in the blast off Try to get out You make me dizzy Running circles in my head
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'Cause words ain't good enough, ow Better than words I don't know how else to sum it up It's better than words There's no way I can explain your love, no I can't explain your love, no You make me wanna More than a feeling
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We're gonna make this day. A little better than the last. Find a way to wash away. Live inside this day. Any regret you have, don't let this moment pass. Got a quarter... I passed out last night and I never made it home. Wound up on a bus to San Antone.
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You make me wanna roll my windows down and cruise Down a back road blowin’ stop signs through the middle Every little farm town with you In this brand new Chevy with a lift kit It’d look a hell lot better with you up in it So baby you a song Yeah, when I
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