It’s as bad as you make it
It’s as good as it gets
You live like you’re dying
And leave no regrets
It is what it isn’t
You are what you ain’t
You’re never all sinner
Nobody’s a saint
The way it it all started
The way it all ends
Nothing much matters
Except a few friends
Now, I see you’re dressed up
In your bows and your sashes
Laughter to memories
Tears turn to ashes
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