Here to Die

This wasn't meant to be a love song, Matter of fact this one's about hate. I fucking said it, I don't regret it A little much or a little too late. I turned away just one too many times I'm tired of the reasons, sick of all the lies. I looked away just one too many times I'm tired of pretending, that I'm not here, not here to die. You want my best, you get the worst You're not the last and you ain't the fucking first You gotta live, I live to die. Still that motherfucker finger to the sky. I turned away just one too many times I'm tired of the reasons, sick of all the lies. I looked away just one too many times I'm tired of pretending, that I'm not here, not here to die. I've been hated by better I've been beaten by the best It's not a gift, It's a motherfucking test I turned away just one too many times I'm tired of the reasons, sick of all the lies. I looked away just one too many times I'm tired of pretending, that I'm not here, not here to die.