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On those lonely nights,
When I lay in my bed,
Wondering if it would ever end,
Wondering if my life would get better,
I have flash back to my happy days and miss them,
I think about what my life should be,
I breathe heavier cause i start to get excited,
The things that would happen
All of them would be good,
All better than the last,
Everyone would want them,
Green would be the new black,
And I, the talk of the town,
Then I wonder if happiness is what I want,
If I want to be without you,
If it is possible to be happy and alone,
Answers to them,
I will never know,
As I drift off and sleep it all off....