"> I got it bad, you don't know how bad I got itYou got it easy, you don't know when you've got it goodIt's getting harder just keeping life and soul togetherI'm sick of fighting, even though I know I shouldThe cold is biting through each and every nerve and fiberMy broken spirit is frozen to the coreI don't want to be here no moreWouldn't it be good to be in your shoesEven if it was for just on..
