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Better Days
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Better Days was released on July 15, 2026 by Bally Gang Music as a part of the album Better Days - Single
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Release DateJuly 15, 2026
LabelBally Gang Music
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM86

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nazza
Nazza
Performer
Nathan Graham
Nathan Graham
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nathan Graham
Nathan Graham
Composer, Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Freek Van Workum
Freek Van Workum
Producer
Nathan Graham
Nathan Graham
Mastering Engineer, Recording Engineer, Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Chorus
Sometimes the nights get so dark
And it’s hard to believe
I know blessings on the way
Even though the pain cuts so deep
I hope you stay strong
'Cause the devil preys on the weak
Better days are coming
I’m praying for, better days
Verse 1
January took my soul and left a hole inside my chest
Still hear mumma’s voice when I ain’t getting any rest
House feels colder now, silence cuts me like a blade
I been fighting fucking demons tryna act like I’m okay
Every photo got me spiralling, staring at the wall
Thinking if I hit the pipe again I won’t feel shit at all
Came close to relapse, had the lighter in my hand
But I know that road’ll bury me and turn me into sand
People saying “stay strong” but they don’t know the grief
They don’t know what it’s like when your own mind’s a thief
Stealing every happy memory, replacing it with pain
Tryna heal but every night I end up drowning in the rain
I ain’t scared of dying, nah, that feeling left for good
I’m just scared to disappoint the people that still stood
And I know mum would hate to see me throwing life away
So I’m holding onto hope waiting for them better days
Chorus
Sometimes the nights get so dark
And it’s hard to believe
I know blessings on the way
Even though the pain cuts so deep
I hope you stay strong
'Cause the devil preys on the weak
Better days are coming
I’m praying for, better days
Verse 2
Some nights I still shake thinking ‘bout the old me
That self-destruction lifestyle had a fucking chokehold deep
Paranoia in my head, hearing whispers through the dark
Trying not to lose myself when everything falls apart
I been angry at the world ever since she disappeared
Since January hit, I swear the colours never cleared
Every laugh feels fake now, every smile forced hard
Like I’m dragging all this trauma in a shopping trolley cart
But I’m trying, even when my brain tells me to quit
Trying not to let addiction make me someone counterfeit
I know healing ain’t linear, some days I nearly break
Some days I still feel tempted just to vanish in the haze
But there’s something in me fighting even when I feel numb
Maybe that’s the part of me that still belongs to mum
And I swear I see her watching every time I pray
Telling me “don’t give up son, you’ll see them better days”
Chorus
Sometimes the nights get so dark
And it’s hard to believe
I know blessings on the way
Even though the pain cuts so deep
I hope you stay strong
'Cause the devil preys on the weak
Better days are coming
I’m praying for, better days
Written by: Nathan Graham
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