Better Than Me
MARLON ROUDETTE · Electric Soul 2014 · Track 07 of 12
Hold on to that youthful smile you have And hold on to that loving way Way better than me, way better than Way better than me, you're way better than!
My friend, I can't handle this weed that they gave me But its jogging my memory, son And I'm here in the land of the plenty And I don't know what I have become. Biddy eyes behind the tent of a city ride Can have the scent of a sweet demise When I don't know what I should believe, Stay beautifully naive!
Hold on to that youthful smile you have And hold on to that loving way Way better than me, way better than Way better than me, you're way better than!
My friend, I can't handle this liquor they poured me But I'm swigging it back just the same Ran away from the arms that adorned me And I'm tired, ignoring the pain. Time beats away, love is only streets away I've been thinking about you recently. I'm searching that kind of retrieve Stay beautifully naive!
Hold on to that youthful smile you have And hold on to that loving way Way better than me, way better than Way better than me, you're way better than!
Every memory I try to hold inside of me Is buried so heavenly, which way my love could never be. [?], I'm playing the losers game And I'm here like an old fool Craving that old school love!
My friend In this world around the sea When I'm alone, when I'm alone, when I'm alone I turn around and leave Now I've been shun, you've always known Way better than me, way better than In this world around the sea When I'm alone, when I'm alone, when I'm alone I turn around and leave Now I've been shun, you've always known Way better than me, way better than Way better than me, way better than You're way better than me!