To Get Better - Wasia Project
Composed by：William G Hardy
Produced by：St Francis Hotel
In the corner of my room alone
With someone who destroys the way I truly am
In the back seat of my car
We're kissing poison and the arguments are melting like the sand
Like the sand
And oh how things change
I don't wanna be with me anymore
And oh it's such a shame to feel like I'm out of control
I'm out of control
I long for days with brighter skies my dear
I'll make my way to paradise don't fear for me
'Cause I'm really really tryin' to get better
To get better
Smiling's so hard for me
Aah ah-ah
Aah ah-ah
Aah ah-ah
Ooh
Maybе it's all meant to be this lazy drunken agony
That makes me wanna stay in bed
It's all shadows and regrets the superficial cigarettes
And all the starin' makes me cry and wail
And oh oh how horrible it feels to be panickin'
And oh how unsolvable to feel like I'm out of control
I'm out of control
So hug me tight and wish me luck my friend
And hope that we will link our arms again
'Cause I'm really really smilin' to get better
To get better
Aah ah ah
Make it better
Aah ah ah
Make it better
Aah ah ah
Ooh
Aah ah ah
Aah ah ah
Aah ah ah
Make it better
Better better
I promise that I'll make it better
Aah ah ah oh
Aah ah ah
Aah ah ah
Aah ah ah
Aah ah ah
Aah ah ah
