Each day I have another choice too To try and
make things right I awake from the
nightmare Another day closer to the
grave With a personal affair And my fright
is in moderation It just might be the death of
me I am aware
I'm not worried about
tomorrow Don't give a fuck about
yesterday To get through this day of
sorrow I must face what comes my
way
Each day I need some kind of
release To pull the trigger on my soul
and Breathe through the bullet hole I need
some peace Before I am deceased I want to
see my world in its Negative state, become a
positive place By unleashing all the hate
within
I'm not worried about
tomorrow Don't give a fuck about
yesterday To get through this day of
sorrow I must face what comes my way Each
day Every fucking day Day by day
I'm
not worried about tomorrow Don't give a fuck
about yesterday To get through this day of
sorrow I must face what comes my way Each
day
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