He’s sitting on the street
Face in his hands
He’s afraid of his fate
It’s getting easier to take the bait

She’s got the brightest smile
And the brightest future
It’s hard to believe
She will never achieve

They both can succeed
Hell, they should
But life’s always got detours
And this is one

So don’t cry
It’s only a bad day, not a bad lifetime
You won’t live with this pain forever
This struggle will end

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