Lyrics

Eight, seventeen, twenty-five
Two-thirds a life
I can still breathe enough of the time
Enough to pretend like I'm alright
Eight, seventeen, twenty-five
With bloodshot eyes
I can still sleep on most nights
I can still— I can still— but sometimes
Don't know, don't know, don't know, don't know
Don't know, don't know, don't know, no, no
Don't know, don't know, don't know, don't know
Don't know, don't know, don't know, no, no
I don't know if
If anything's gonna get better
If anything's gonna get better yet?
If anything's gonna get better yet?
If anything's gonna, gonna
If anything's gonna
Eight, seventeen, twenty-five
My hands still tied
What's the routine
Clarify to leave behind
The things that troubled up my cluttered mind
My cluttered mind
Eight, seventeen, twenty-five
It's about time
To say goodbye
Detoxify my only life
I will not just get by, just get by, just get by, just get by
Don't know, don't know, don't know, don't know
Don't know, don't know, don't know, no, no
Don't know, don't know, don't know, don't know
Don't know, don't know, don't know, no, no
I don't know if
If anything's gonna get better
If anything's gonna get better yet?
If anything's gonna get better yet?
If anything's gonna, gonna
If anything's gonna
If anything's gonna get better
If anything's gonna get better yet?
If anything's gonna get better yet?
If anything's gonna, gonna
I've been learnin' that
It's where I set my eyes
That will tell how this pain
Can shape and give life
I've been holding on so tight
But I know over time
Yes I know, oh I know, oh I know, yes I know that
Everything's gonna
Everything's gonna get better yet
Everything's gonna get better yet
Everything's gonna, gonna
Everything's gonna
Everything's gonna get better
Everything's gonna get better yet
Everything's gonna get better yet
Everything's gonna, gonna
Everything's gonna
Written by: James Wesley Spaite
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