It's Killing Me (The Old Days Are Gone)

Winning once get defeated twice

The price you’ll pay with a roll of a dice

We all have the same kind of cars

Are shooting stars

An junkyard full of failures

A murder smile on a savior

Your embrace makes me chill

To the bone

And I know it’s killing me

But I know it’s thrilling me

Darken the light in the coldest of night

Nothing more than a firefly

Yes I know it’s killing me

Can’t be myself, I don’t wanna talk

Leave me alone, don’ turn back the clock

All is said and done

Stick it to your gun

Trying to keep my head up high

But my tears could food the sky

Does it bother you ?

I am torn apart