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Better
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Better fue publicado el 25 de septiembre de 2026 por CRASHYOURSOUND como parte del álbum Better - Single
25 de septiembre de 2026
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Valence
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Letras

You want a bigger flat, get a car, better job
More of that, less of this, better odds
Start a family, try it out, you're in a better spot now
Better here than you were, you thought I was
Better now than two years on when you've had time to think
Better now than if you'd stayed and bought another drink
I'm better off, I bite the bullet, write the rest to text you
I better go, I'm in my head and I might further sink
I read the writing on the wall around the bathroom mirror
It's full of names and dirty words and I'm here full of liquor
I seem to hurt but then I leave and then I'm back here with you
I need to breathe, I need to phone and say the beckon's bigger
You grab the bill, I see the lighting flicker
You said you quit but need a smoke and now the air is thicker
Are these the roads we said we'd walk or are we somewhere different?
We're reading scripts at different
Speeds, I think the booth needs fixing
That's the price that we pay if we never listen
I take the 59 front seat right through Brixton
I know my mum sleeps not right, thinks I'm missing
I know the bills pile up, still you think about a
Bigger flat, get a car, better job
More of that, less of this, better odds
Start a family, try it out, you're in a better spot now
Better here than you were, you thought I was
Better now than two years on when you've had time to think
Better now than if you'd stayed and bought another drink
I'm better off, I bite the bullet, write the rest to text you
I better go, I'm in my head and I might
I need better chances at forgiveness 'cause I've made mistakes
Better look the other way, I know I made you wait
Better dancing on your own than with your other mates
Sick of taking chances, better dancing all the pain away
I'm better talking to myself about these things I say
On better money but I only see the bills to pay
It's better sunny in the city, sway palms to pray
Waving hands up in the sky, I know you wanna stay
Better love, better life, better make your mind up
Better drugs, better clubs that'll take your time up
Better young, better old, better hold the line up
Better this, better that, can you hold the sky up?
Better world, I can see it, find a better God
I'm betting Heaven is as hot without the air con on
I'm betting you'll feel better in the morning that you focus
The light hums and it seems to glisten
The right funds, tight lungs and the friends who listen
You made me wait by the door to the something kitchen
I mean no honesty like how'd you think I made the maybe?
That's the price that we pay if we never listen
I take the 59 front seat right through Brixton
I know my mum sleeps not right, thinks I'm missing
I know the bills pile up, still you think about a
Written by: Bronagh Shaw, David Strääf, Matt Humphreys, Valentin Boes
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