Gypsy Disco کے بول

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 fucking future in this life I chose Those streams are fucking worthless, just an ego facade And, so I sit and think about how all the shit went wrong in my life I lament every choice, every breath Every step that I took into a legacy of fucking 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