Gypsy Disco

I'm living out of a bag, I'm sleeping out on the streets

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 in to 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