100 lyrics for "Another day"
And I'll find comfort in my pain, eraser But with that said give me one more, higher Another one to take the sting away I am happy on my own, so here I'll stay Save your lovin' arms for a rainy day Welcome to the new show I guess you know I've been away
PlayTake me on (take on me) I'll be gone Take on me (take on me) In a day or two (Take on me) We're talking away Though I don't know what I'm to say I'll say it anyway Today's another day to find you
PlayLike a Chinese drama and conspiracy It’s the death of a nuclear family staring up at you It’s looking like another bad comedy Just as long as it comes in hi-fidelity for me too Gonna ride the world like a merry-go-round Like a Ferris wheel like it’s
Play(I can't go another day without you) Would it make you, make you, wanna stay? And if I wrote you a love song and sang it to you every day Would it ever be enough to make you wanna come back home and stay? But if I told you I loved you, would it make you
PlayI won't fall down again My heart's now dead and gone And I'm still breathing I made it out alive I'm so done with it I won't go back again and I'm okay with this, that I'll be on my own again Until the day I die which shouldn't be that long So I'll just
PlayIt's a French kiss, Italian ice Spanish moss in the moonlight Just another American Saturday night Although usually it washes up on our shores She's got Brazilian leather boots on the pedal of her German car Listen to the Beatles singin' 'Back in the
PlayI don't wanna live no more Sometimes I hear death knocking at my front door I'm living every day like a hustle, another drug to juggle Another day, another struggle I know how it feel to wake up fucked up Pockets broke as hell, another rock to sell
PlayIf I lose it, watch me do it, bet I come up with Another hundred ways Hunnid ways to get it everyday Only catch me resting in my grave I'm too busy counting numbers Hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid ways Hunnid, hunnid, hunnid I ain't always had it From my
PlayWe both know I could learn a thing or two And after all, it's just another day About behaving, but I love you Yeah man, play that New York drum, Homer Show 'em how we do it! Just another way to prove I love you and it's hard today I'll lay back in my
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