Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Better Days, artist - The Original Rudeboys. Date of issue: 19.03.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Better Days |
| Raised on songs of glory |
| Singing songs of hope |
| The kids know the story |
| Still it’s hard to cope |
| When left down and broke just living through this shit |
| But stronger than you know 'cause we refuse to quit |
| Heart of a lion and a fighter |
| A poet on the side, a lover and a writer |
| A good kid bad side of the city |
| Still I hold down me boys mad pride for the city |
| That could make ye or break ye |
| That could fuck you up |
| Grab your dream and straight take it |
| While tellin' you that it hates ye |
| Deadbeats and wannabes out with the fake yea |
| See we don’t really fucking care 'round here |
| Keep yourself to yourself no fear 'round here |
| For the youths in the future I pray theres more |
| Until then I’m just holding out for- |
| Better days |
| I been searching for a better way |
| Someone come and wash this pain away |
| 'Cause i can’t take no more |
| No more |
| No more |
| No more |
| Boys red hot 'round here |
| Boys get caught 'round here, get shot 'round here |
| Boys don’t stop 'round here |
| Boys get dropped 'round here, don’t care round here |
| So watch where you roam |
| Cause they’ll kill you for the price of that watch or that new iPhone |
| Blame a broken home |
| They’ll say he never stood a chance out here on his own |
| Inner city living tried to break me |
| But it was living in the north inner city that would shape me |
| And for that I’m forever grateful |
| Still these streets sometimes man, got me feeling shameful |
| 'Cause don’t really fucking care 'round here |
| Keep yourself to yourself no fear 'round here |
| For the youths in the future I pray theres more |
| Until then I’m just holding out for- |
| Better days (Yea better days) |
| I been searching for a better way (for a better way) |
| Someone come and wash this pain away |
| 'Cause i can’t take no more (no more) |
| No more |
| No more |
| No more (no more) |
| Young lost and broken |
| Head high and hoping |
| Most days it’s hard I know |
| I know |
| Lessons learned the hard way |
| Loving life to heartbreaks |
| But we still find time grow |
| And let go for- |
| Better days |
| A better way |
| Better days |
| A better way |