One Shot One Kill

I'm pensive and nervous, and I'm generally under duress.
Seems you caught me at a bad time, cause I'm just a fuckin' mess.
No time to play the victim,
no broader worries other than death,
because a dark heart and a bright mind are the keys to success.
Despite the broken dreams,
in bits and pieces, I'm fairing well as far as I can tell.
This time, I swear I'll give this all that I got.
Sometimes in life that's all you get is one shot (one kill).
I take a sip of the good stuff and I really really try to
relax, but my mind keeps slippin'
away as if perpetually under attack.
No sleep for the wicked they say, or is it rest?
Same thing I suppose, but who gives a fuck anyway!
I'd rather off myself than merely
exist, and I'll go quickly if you get my gist.
This time I swear I'll give this all that I got.
Sometimes in life that's all you get is one shot (one kill).
One shot, one kill.