Ugly Days

I can give and I can run until there is nothing left and then at my end what solace will appear?

What should I expect? Broken and a mess. Cliche words but fit my profile best.

I feel sorry for those who have wrung these words so there′s no colours left because you can't climb the mountain when the truth comes crashing down on you.

I can live and I can love until there is nothing left and then at my end I wonder if my solace will appear.

I hate this world that I see today.

But I still know it can be beautiful in every way

We all have ugly days

I hate this world that I see today

But I still know it can be beautiful in every way

Do you know what it′s like to be bested

Have you lost have you fought & not won

Do you know what it's like to be tested

Do you know what it's like to overcome

I can fake and I can hate until there is nothing left and then at my end what solace will appear?

What should I expect? Broken and a mess. Cliche words that crush my fucking chest.

I hate this world that I see today.

But I still know it can beautiful in every way.

We all have ugly days.

I hate this world that I see today

But I still know it can be beautiful in every way.

We all have ugly days.

(Explanation - Don′t focus on the negatives out of your control. Keep your head held high, believe in yourself.)