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