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I had a friend who was old fashioned He said "Son, the fight is my passion" Now he sings, "I coulda' done better" Now he sings, "I coulda' done better" He goes off to fight his own war now When he came on home he was different Wondering, "I coulda' done better" Wondering, "I coulda' done better" Coulda' done better, coulda' done better Coulda' done better After all, we all fall We coulda' done better, coulda' done better Coulda' done better, coulda' done better Still I know, I know the truth I know that, still it don't matter Still it don't matter still it don't matter, still it don't matter Still it don't matter, still it don't matter Still it don't matter I tell and tell everyone I know That it ain't about the things I got Then I sing, still it don't matter Now I sing, still it don't matter Still it don't matter, still it don't matter Still it don't matter After all, we all fall We coulda' done better, coulda' done better Coulda' done better, coulda' done better Still I know, I know the truth I know that, still it don't matter, still it don't matter Still it don't matter, still it don't matter Still it don't matter, still it don't matter Still it don't matter Now the poison of this perfection Second guessing, put to death these thoughts Cause still it don't matter, still it don't matter Still it don't matter, still it don't matter After all, we all fall We coulda' done better, coulda' done better Coulda' done better, coulda' done better Still I know, I know the truth I know that, still it don't matter Still it don't matter Still it don't matter, still it don't matter Still it don't matter, still it don't matter Still it don't matter I had a friend who was old fashion He said "Son, the fight is my passion" Now he sings Now he sings
Writer(s): Titus Calderbank Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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