I'm living out of a bag
I'm sleeping out on the street
I am a hobo, I'm a bum
Just look what happened to me
I always cared about the music but I just can't see
A f*cking future in this life I chose
Those streams are f*cking worthless, just an ego facade
And so I sit and think about how all the sh*t went wrong in my life
I lament every choice, every breath
Every step that I took into a legacy of f*cking regret

My mission's done, kill me now
My purpose lost, kill me now
My mission's done, kill me now
My purpose lost, kill me now
My mission's done, kill me now
My purpose lost, kill me now
My mission's done, kill me now
My purpose lost, kill me now

I can't take it

Please God, kill me
I have nothing

Please God, kill me