A Day in the Life
Heavy mess x dekayed
You already know what it is
All the
All the
All the
All the
All the
All the days blur conjoined
Smoke
Smoke
Smoke
Smoke
Smokers' rasp in my in my voice
I was born just to smoke
Smoke
Smoke
Smoke
Smoke
Smoke
Smoke
Smokers' rasp in my voice
I was born just to disappoint
I was born just to disappoint
Burn holes in my flesh
Because I'd rather have one in my head
They said I'm made for better
I say I'm better off dead
My body withers with my sanity
Rotten to the core
My soul just a casuality
Unraveling the layers that show the venoms sting
Stay paranoid
It aint my choice
Listen to the little voice
Man upstairs got a point
Shit is hollow
Flip a coin
Feel no sorrow when i leave the void
All the days blur conjoined
Smokers' rasp in my voice
I was born just to disappoint
All the days blur conjoined
Smokers' rasp in my voice
I was born just to disappoint
Sitting on my floor
Got me feeling fucking poor
How would you feel if you miss a check
You'll be the next one out the door
Just out here
Working day to day
Collecting that chedder just to avoid another eviction letter
I know I can't let up
But you tell me how the fuck i get up out of fucking bed when all i fucking feel is fed up
God damn
Just trying to put it all in a rear view
Like a fucking mirror
Don't want to do it
Just looking for something real
All i ever hear is life is good
Life is great
So why always a strife
Good for you but for me
The gun to my head is another fucking day in the life
You already know what it is
All the
All the
All the
All the
All the
All the days blur conjoined
Smoke
Smoke
Smoke
Smoke
Smokers' rasp in my in my voice
I was born just to smoke
Smoke
Smoke
Smoke
Smoke
Smoke
Smoke
Smokers' rasp in my voice
I was born just to disappoint
I was born just to disappoint
Burn holes in my flesh
Because I'd rather have one in my head
They said I'm made for better
I say I'm better off dead
My body withers with my sanity
Rotten to the core
My soul just a casuality
Unraveling the layers that show the venoms sting
Stay paranoid
It aint my choice
Listen to the little voice
Man upstairs got a point
Shit is hollow
Flip a coin
Feel no sorrow when i leave the void
All the days blur conjoined
Smokers' rasp in my voice
I was born just to disappoint
All the days blur conjoined
Smokers' rasp in my voice
I was born just to disappoint
Sitting on my floor
Got me feeling fucking poor
How would you feel if you miss a check
You'll be the next one out the door
Just out here
Working day to day
Collecting that chedder just to avoid another eviction letter
I know I can't let up
But you tell me how the fuck i get up out of fucking bed when all i fucking feel is fed up
God damn
Just trying to put it all in a rear view
Like a fucking mirror
Don't want to do it
Just looking for something real
All i ever hear is life is good
Life is great
So why always a strife
Good for you but for me
The gun to my head is another fucking day in the life
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Writer(s): Josh Lane
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