Music: Angel,
TJ, Mickey, Sex,
Nine
The
sun shining down on me
As
my world falls to eternity
No
movement in my stoic gaze
My
mind lost into endless daze
Pouring
rain outside the van
I’d
smile if only I can
But
cold and stiff my body stopped
Without
my vitae, precious drops
Better
days ahead
Better
days ahead
Better
days ahead
I’d
rather be dead.
The
two who were supposed to be
Giving
love unconditionally
Did
not care if I die or live
And
I will not forget, forgive.
Stalking
‘bout upon the stage
Feeling
numbed from all my rage
Thousands
screaming out my name
If
I don’t feel it, fuck the fame
Better
days ahead
Better
days ahead
I’d
rather be dead
Better
days ahead
Stretched
for miles, darkened roads
The
sleepless nights, the heavy loads
Tortured
journal entries scraped
Thoughts
are stolen, mind is raped.
Desperate
backs against the wall
We
all shall rise, or all will fall
If
things don’t change then I won’t care
That
last escape is always there.
Better
days ahead
I’d
rather be dead
Better
days ahead
Better
days ahead.
Better
days ahead
We’re
better off all dead
Better
days ahead
I’d
rather you instead.