why
sometimes my mind wonders why
we were born to live to live to die
so why should i
give a fuck about livin
if at an instant
i could be on my mission
out of here
wit no fear of death
my last breath
awaits me should i care for what
if it was'nt for bad luck
i woulodnt have no luck at all
it makes me fall
to my knees
ask tha lord please
to forgive me
for my sins
wit a bottle of gin
by my side is it wrong or right
i cant deicide so why try
we were born to live to live to die
so why should i
give a fuck about livin
if at an instant
i could be on my mission
out of here
wit no fear of death
my last breath
awaits me should i care for what
if it was'nt for bad luck
i woulodnt have no luck at all
it makes me fall
to my knees
ask tha lord please
to forgive me
for my sins
wit a bottle of gin
by my side is it wrong or right
i cant deicide so why try
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