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there once was a day when i could,

i could say to myself

everything was going to be fine,

everything was going to be alright

it was going to work out the way

the way that i wanted it to,

no hastles, no troubles, nothing could bring me down,

no hastles, no troubles, nothing could make me frown

so long ago i was so nieve and young,

thinking i knew everything,

smarter then everyone oh i was so dumb



but once again, eventually, i fell into another trap,

another hole that has been dug, to deep to climb out

dirt crumbling on top of me, creating an early grave

alls i want is an easy way out, to figure out

where all has gone wrong,



pin point the mistake, to take it all back,

make it all right the way it was,

before it got, all messed up,

sometimes, i wish i had a time machine,

so i could just go back in time, to a place,

a place where things were perfectly fine,

no problems of any kind, when everything was perfectly fine



there once was a day when i could,

i could say to myself

everything was going to be fine,

everything was going to be alright

it was going to work out the way

the way that i wanted it to,

no hastles, no troubles, nothing could bring me down,

no hastles, no troubles, nothing could make me frown

so long ago i was so nieve and young,

thinking i knew everything,

smarter then everyone oh i was so dumb