Noah Gundersen – Better Days (Guitar)

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I was dancing with some kids

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In this house where I lived

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A couple lifetimes, maybe more

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We had the music up loud

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By that old leather couch

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Where I lost my best friend a couple years before

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And on the front porch steps

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I smoked a million cigarettes

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With every woman I loved and left

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The loudest house on the block

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The neighbors never called the cops

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But I don't wanna test 'em anymore

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I was down on the beach

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Just out of reach

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Of a freaked out kid learning to swim

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He was doing his best

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He was holding his breath

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As the water rose past his chest

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Sometimes I feel like I'm caught in a riptide

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That's pulling me out to a watery grave

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Sometimes I feel like I've seen enough

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It's all too much, I feel like giving up on better days

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There was this guy that I knew

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We met when I was 22

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In San Diego when I was on tour

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He was a real good dude

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Everyone was drawn to

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Like the ocean to the moon

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I got the news that he died

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That he took his own life

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And left a beautiful wife and baby boy

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I may never understand

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The full measure of a man

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But this is what I'd tell him if he was here

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Sometimes it feels like you're caught in a riptide

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That's pulling you out to a watery grave

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Sometimes it feels like you've seen enough

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It's all too much, you feel like giving up

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Sometimes it feels like I'm stretched too thin

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How does anyone win in this race that we're in?

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Sometimes the going gets pretty rough

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But I'm hangin' tough, I'm not giving up on better days

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I'm not giving up