hate dept. - better days lyrics
let’s go
the sky is white and the asphalt stinging on the bottoms of our feet
the backs of our hands all stick together on a melting rubber street
but we are no one’s sucker, mother f+cker
better days (better days)
better days (better days)
better days (better days)
better days (better days)
watching through a hole in the fence and keeping one eye on the ball
step in, step on, step up, step through and run
but if you have to, drop and crawl
make it, break it
don’t know it?
fake it (fake it)
fake it, fake it, fake it!
better days (better days)
better days (better days)
better days (better days)
better days (better days)
kings of the anthill
kings of the anthill
kings of the anthill
me and you
better days (better days)
better days (better days)
better days (better days)
better days (better days)
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