Gotta Go (Gunshot Change Edit)

Gotta go, 
Gotta go, 
Gotta get on my way, 
Gotta roll, 
Gotta go, 
cin't got nothin' to say; 

Gotta roll, gotta run from this blank demon, 
keeps staring me in the face; 
broken glass, broken pride, broken back can mend, 
broken faith can't be replaced. 

Gotta feign, gotta fake, gotta find a way 
gotta fight on another day; 
Gotta realize the cards are stacked 
before you ever play the game. 

Gotta go, 
gotta go, 
gotta get on my way, 
Gotta go, 
gotta go, 
ain't got nothing to say; 

Gotta move, gotta twitch, gotta get on the list 
of those with their lives Hell-bent; 
Gonna walk right up to the gates of Heaven 
and tell'em that I've been sent 
from the faithless left on the planet below 
still wishing life was just a curse - 
cll those feeling their days are numbered, 
and hearing just one verse: 

Gotta go, 
gotta go, 
gotta get on my way, 
Gotta go 
gotta go 
ain't got nothing to say; 

Gotta take the time to realize 
Happiness is happenstance; 
Breath-one through ultimate demise 
We're handed one fleeting chance. 

Gotta go, 
gotta go, 
gotta get on your way, 
Gotta go, 
gotta go, 
nothing left for you to say. 

Gotta be willing to take a chance - 
Happiness is happenstance.