Better Me

I got a friend named better me
He lives in my head
He always knows better
He's right there, where I went wrong
What I shoulda did
It's too late to matter

Yeah he's wise, he always knows
He's all third eye, and I'm mostly mud

Better me stands always tall
To rounds of applause...
I should probley stand taller

While here I slur, he's right there
With perfect words
Telling me to talk better

Yeah he tries but I'm too far behind
My insides on edge, he's always so smooth
He's never wrong, I'm too petite
I come too soon, he could last all night

Better me will never leave
With friends like these
You better know better



Credits
Writer(s): Eric Pilcher
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