Better Days

Ambitions all have gone to waste
Those two again without a trace
A stench of stoges and a minor pot
Used to our ways, we've had better days

Where do we go from here
From simple joy and this sticky chair
A couple of words and a provocative thought
Bored of our ways, we've had better days

Every day is just full of shit
Everyday is just more bullshit
Sick of our ways, we've had better days
Sick of our ways, we've had better days

So we drank till the sun would rise
Whisperin' sweet nothings no more the wise
Holes in our ears waiting for demise
We had nothing to do so we had to, so we had to excise
So we drank till the sun would rise
Whisperin' sweet nothings no more the wise
Holes in our ears waiting for demise
We had nothing to do so we had to excise
So we drank!

Used to our ways
(We've had better days)
Used to our ways
Bored of our ways
(We've had better days)
Bored of our ways
Sick of our ways
(We've had better days)
Sick of our ways



Credits
Writer(s): Joe L. Thomas, Joshua Thompson, Stan Vincent, Quincy Q. Patrick, Ricky Slaughter
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