1. 1.
    (bkz: state of the world address) (bkz: biohazard)

    Each day I have another choice too
    To try and make things right
    I awake from the nightmare
    Another day closer to the grave
    With a personal affair
    And my fright is in moderation
    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 day 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 became a positive
    Place my 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)
    ... dolayli zarf tumleci