sick and tired of unlucky days many times life trick or treats with heartbreak and change like a broken record, nothing clever to play i'm no good they say what am i fighting for pack your bags and hhit the streets with these dirty vocal chords that will never be in key
these empty streets and dreams you're not there looking for me walking dead the only glory is the end
to crash into life one more day alone to hold the failures that are my own i've looked at my existence i want out left torn down in our tracks where's your saving grace now
the battle goods vs. evil never come out on top hides behind misconception this world turned itself on
my sanity is nowhere to be found walking dead
only glory is revenge where's your saving grace now