best come quick If death's coming it best come quick or I'm all yours Why do I give myself away Why do I bleed so easily Why do I give myself away To
I can't imagine what hell has in store, But I know if I'm there I won't wander anymore. Oh, lord knows I'm tired, But I, I, I won't rest my head until
Yea I know I look worse for the wear. But I have everything at my fingertips. I've been infantilized by a pat on the back and an endless go-ahead. Ain
I have lived every day of my life Thinking only of what I should think When I read back at everything That I have written On how I lived my life And
roles we have played. Everything loved will expire. I've seen it all and I'm worse off because of it. Good men have died in my arms. I've been everywhere
what I came here to get. I'm not coming home. Not coming home. Not coming home. Be it undead or dogs, they will come for what's mine. Though I put up