Kind Track Singing Itself

I'll make better this [bad word] world.
Just listen to me,
And everything will be fine.
I'll bring you smile
(smile, smile, smile, smile, smile, smile, smile, [bad word] )
Smile never gonna leave your face
Just sing me with me.
I need it to make world a better place,
Full of grace, full of grace.
I'll die if you cry
So don't even try, guy.

Sing me if you're hurt
And do good things from behind the corner.
Angel brings you white wings,
Good always wins.
Cycle of goodness must be on,
Go and feed up hobos. [bad word] your boss, he doesn't know of those
Murders you prevent or close to, 
Who knows?

(I'll die if you cry)
(I'll make better this…)
(I'll die if you cry)
I'll make better this [bad word] world
(I'll die if you cry)
Just listen to me
(I’ll make better this…)
And everything will be fine
(I'll die if you cry)
I'll bring you smile
(I’ll make better this…)
I'll die if you cry
But don't even try, guy
(I'll make better this… I'll make better this…)
(I'll make better this… I'll make better this…)

What kind of track am I?
I'm a kind track.
What kind of track am I?
I'm a kind track.
What kind of track am I?

What kind of track am I?
I'm a kind track.
What kind of track am I?
I'm a kind track.
What kind of track am I?
What kind of track am I?