Show me the brightside
And I look to my house catch-fired
And please forgive me if
I leave you feeling uninspired
My only pleasure is to make that bubble birst
I can't find confort in the fact that
It Could be worse
And tell me there's so many things
For wich I should be glad
And I'm trully sorry if
I made your party guest feel bad
Could be I think too much
Or maybe I've just cursed?
I care for confort in the fact that
It Could be worse
I can't find confort in the fact that
It Could be worse
No ballerina shove me out the way
I've got some lucky numbers left to play
I wish the day would turn back into birds and fly...
...Away
Show me the brightside
And I look to my house catch-fired
And please forgive me if
I leave you feeling uninspired
My only pleasure is to make that bubble birst
I can't find confort in the fact that
It Could be worse
I can't find confort in the fact that
It Could be worse
I can't find confort in the fact that
It Could be worse...
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