I don't wanna be tired
A day like any other
I feel it in my legs then it goes to my head
I don't wanna be tired
Always in need of getting higher
And going any further
Fixing all the pain by spinning our brains
We need to get higher
Across the hilly land
It's hard to see my way
Just like an aeroplane
Flying through the narrow lane.
Why we got to be so vicious?
Everything looks suspicious
By choosing a side each day of our life We're getting more vicious
For all these things that we have to do
For all these troubles that make us feel so
blue
Let it go
away
and stand up in the rain
It never really
heals but it relieves the pain
Fighting irrational beliefs
I'm tired of being tired
And counting the hours
Putting out the fire and clearing the air I said I was so tired
Across the hilly
land
It is hard to see my way
Just like an aeroplane Flying through the narrow lane.
Fighting irrational beliefs Fighting irrational beliefs
Fighting irrational beliefs
Fighting irrational beliefs