Testo Good Day To Die Sick Shift
Of wasted time
Such realization's so intangible to such a beaten mind
If only they'd see that there's not much left of me
I fallen down to the depths of hell
With my broken dreams
If only I cared, I might learn this love you share
But it's much too little, much too late
Too much to bear
There's nothing left to convince me now
Of a righteous fight obscured by doubt
Cuz this time I've made up my mind
Full of anger, I'm so full of hate
I'm overwhelmed by my own mistakes
It's too late to try (cry)
I guess today is a good day to die