Sick and tired Of unlucky days Many time life trick or treats With heartache and chage Like a broken record, Nothing clever to play I'm no good they say What am I fighting for Pack your bags And hit the streets With these dirty vocal chords That will never be in key These empty streets and dreams You're not there looking for me Walking dead The only glory is the end To crash into life One more day alone To hold the failures That are my own I've looked at my existence I want out Left torn down in our tracks Where's your saving grace now? The battle good vs. evil Never come out on top Hides behind misconception This world turned itself on My sanity is nowhere to be found Walking dead Only glory is revenge Where's your saving grace now?