Testo The Beating Of A Lifetime

Life sucks then you die
thanks, Dad, for the advice
you aim low you get by
you won't win so don't try

the beating of a lifetime
is taking it's toll tonight
one by one, my fingers giving back
the grip they thought they had
one by one, my fears evaporate
i find the strength to say
enough is enough

i don't mind being stuck
down here in this rut
honestly, it is just
this routine i'm afraid of

what good are these bars of gold
when the world comes to an end
maybe we could use them
to smash our brains in what good is this heart and soul
when the mind and the body
have lost all hope