I'm so tired
I'm so tired of
They way
I look
The way I act
And how I'm shook up
I'm so tired
I'm so tired of
The way
I talk
The way I move
The way I walk oh
Incoming disaster
Calling up a friendly pastor
Gotta repent
Get up later just to go reminisce
Be a fake just to light up them kids
Tell em to be bold
Never let up never get cold
You been sitting in the back row
But that don't mean you gotta grow mold
We're kinda the same
Staying strong just to get through the game
Nothings better than guessing the weather
It's kinda rainy and I feel the pain
Of everything
Something bad
I can feel it creepin' from the past
Lately I been getting really mad
Got a demon crawling on my back
And
I'm so tired
I'm so tired of
They way
I look
The way I act
And how I'm shook up
I'm so tired
I'm so tired of
The way
I talk
The way I move
The way I walk oh
