Gates

I've got
nothing to live for

Everyday, I might give you more for
Those times you spent on the fucking hay.


Everyday I've got
nothing to live for

Everyday I've got nothing to push forward

Everyday I've got nothing to say.

And when there's nothing to say.

I'll say

you've got nothing to live for

Passions been knocking at your door

Loves been passed out on your floor.

And you keep giving it away.