LYRIC

Since day one everything was fucked
Hard times and cursed with bad luck
No sleep for a week
Can anyone give me a fucking break?
Well I guess it couldn't get more fucked up than this
Every day bad news, but it's nothing new to me
And I tried so hard just to make shit right
But I'm over the edge, over the edge now every fucking day
Every day bad news, but it's nothing new to me
And I tried so hard just to make it through
But only you, you bring me down, so fuck you
And I tried so hard just to make shit right
But I'm over the edge, over the edge now
Every fucking day, bad news, but it's nothing new to me
Every day bad news, but it's nothing new to me
Here I am, I'm still breathing, but there's a gun in my hand
And I hope you can understand
I got nothing left to lose
I'm breathing, but there's a gun in your hand now
And I don't think you can understand
I got nothing left to lose
But there's a gun in my hand
I got nothing left to lose

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