Sick and tired

Of unlucky days

Many time life trick or treats 

With heartache and chage

Like a broken record,

Nothing clever to play


I'm no good they say

What am I fighting for

Pack your bags

And hit 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 good 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?