Chris Duarte - My Way Down lyrics

My way down Ain't gonna be nice Long road down All covered with ice My way down Its rough, you see All the troubles I threw off Comin' back at me Every Saturday night No lovin' and fights What (can) (did?) I do wrong Nothin' goin' right All my bills unpaid A little money I made A bullet through my head Would be my (last mistake)/(fantasy?) My way down, my way down My way down, my way down My way down Ain't gonna be nice Long road down All covered with ice My way down Its rough, you see All the troubles I threw off Comin' back at me Crowd's getting smaller (Aggregation governs our life) (Every day another dollar?) All this pressure on me Tell me what I gotta be Don't know what I did wrong To make my journey so long I get right through this door/(storm?) Then I'll be dead (but on) (by dawn?/morn?) My way down, my way down My way down, my way down My way down, my way down