Living to Die

You best beware of the street light
You better lock up the door
I’m hated, i’m rated, I know i’ve been wasted
Misguided, cold hearted
I know i’m the liar
What’s the sense there’s only sorrow
Sew up my eyes
What’s the chance of no tomorrow
When you’re living to die
I’ve been walking a fine line
I’ve been turning to stone
Ill fated, B rated
I know i’m all jaded
Been tired, got wired
Now i’m uninspired
What’s the sense there’s only sorrow
Sew up my eyes
What’s the chance of no tomorrow
When you’re living to die
I’ve been up top, i’ve been knocked down
A bitter happiness before you hit the ground
It’s just a matter of time before you lose your mind
Just a little kiss before I leave you blind
Your nervousness eats you up inside
Now you know how it feels to be alive
Revolution is your question
Couch burning mother-fucker
What’s the sense there’s only sorrow
Sew up my eyes
What’s the chance of no tomorrow
When you’re living to die
The scene of death is the decay of time
Shortness of breath bring on the flatline