On your way out

I look to yesterday,
It's all a waste of time
I'm giving up on fucking up,
Because nothing has gone my way
But i know that i'll get mine
I've stood back and seen it
I've been that so fuck it
What good is a life, if you're
Fighting for every day
And every day is a fight

Gone is my will, we've turned
Something into nothing
Its burned away, and i don't care

Im looking for a reason to live
Same old story,
You get what you give
And there'll be no
Taking it back for another day