8: Each Day Lyrics - Singles - Brujeria

Each day I have another choice 

To try and make things right 

I awake from the nightmares 

Another day closer to the grave 

And my fright is in moderation 

With a personal affair 

It just might be the death of me 

I am aware 

I'm not worried about tomorrow 

Don't give a fuck about yesterday 

To get through this day of sorrow 

I must face what comes my way 

(each day) 

Each night I need some kind of release 

To pull the trigger on my soul and 

Breathe through the bullet hole 

I need some peace before I am deceased 

I want to see my world in its negative state 

Become a positive place 

By unleashing all the hate within 

I'm not worried about tomorrow 

Don't give a fuck about yesterday 

To get through this day of sorrow 

I must face what comes my way (each day)