8: Each Day Lyrics

8: Each Day lyrics

Each day I have another choice
To try and make things right
I awake from
the nightmares
Another day closer to the grave
And my fright is in
moderation
With a personal affair
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)
Each night 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)