Why, you wanna tell me how to live my life?
Who, are you to tell me if it’s black or white?
Mama, can you hear me? Try to understand.
is Innocence the difference between a boy and a man.
My daddy lived a lie, its just the price that he paid.
Sacrificed his life, slaving away.Ohhh, if there’s one thing I hang onto,
that gets me through the night.
I, aint gonna do what I don’t want to,
Im gonna live my life.
Shining like a diamond, rolling with the dice,
Standing on the ledge, show the wind how to fly
When the world gets in my face,
I say, Have A Nice Day
Have A Nice DayTake a look around you, nothings what it seems
We’re living in a broken home of hopes and dreams
Let me be the first to shake ya helping hand
Everybody, brave enough to take a stand
I knocked on every door, on every dead end street
Looking for forgiveness
What’s left to believe?Ohhh, if there’s one thing I hang onto
that gets me through the night
I aint gonna do what I don’t want to
Im gonna live my life
Shining like a diamond, rolling with the dice
Standing on the ledge, show the wind how to fly
When the world gets in my face
I say, Have A Nice Day
Have A Nice DayGuitar SoloOhhh, if there’s one thing I hang onto
that gets me through the night
I aint gonna do what I don’t want to
Im gonna live my life
Shining like a diamond, rolling with the dice
Standing on the ledge, show the wind how to fly.
When the world gets in my face
I say, Have A Nice Day
Have A Nice Day
Have A Nice Day
Have A Nice Day
Have A Nice DayNow when This world keeps trying, to drag me down
Ive gotta raise my hands to stand my ground
Well I say, Have A Nice Day
Have A Nice Day
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ViDaS QuE PaReCeN CuEnToS....hay vidas que parecen cuentos y cuentos que quisieramos, fueran vidas...
yo intento hacer de mi vida un cuento...
a veces alejandome del papel me asomo a la realidad,
la respiro y regreso a vivir mi propia historia.
le doy forma, color y nombre.
porque yo soy la duea de mi propio cuento...
