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It ain't alBmright, the hGardness of my Dhead
Now, close your Bmeyes and Gspin around say A
Hard Dtimes Ayou could Dfind, Ait
Ain't the Dway that you Gwant
But it's still alDright
Late at Bmnight, do you Glay around wondeDring?
Counting all the Bmlines, ain't so Gfunny now say A
Times are Dhard, Ayou get this Dfar, but Ait
Ain't the Dway that you Gwant A
I'll be Ddamned Aif this old Dman dAon't
Start to Dcount on his Glosses
But it's still alBmright
AThey say you learn a lot out there
DHow to scorch and burn
AOnly have to bury your friends
DThen you'll find it gets worse
AStanding out on the ledge
DWith no way to get down A
You start praying for wings to Ggrow
Oh, baby, just let Dgo
I ain't alriBmght, you keep Gspinning out aDhead
It was cold ouBmtside when I Ghit the ground A
I could sleep Dhere, forget Aall the Dfear
AIt will Dtake time to Ggrow
Maybe I don't Dknow
Hey, toBmnight if you Gthink about Dit
Remembering all the Bmtimes that you Gpointed out say A
The glass is Dclear but Aall this Dfear
AStarts a-Dleaving a Gmark A
Your idle Dhands are Aall that sDtands A
From your Dtime in the Gdark
But it's still alDright
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