tired. Lyrics

You get out of your bed

Head pounding

Yawn sounding

Like ghosts, living dead

Bills piled high

Stacks of debt

All this crimson

But you could never

Paint the town red

Wish you could just get fired

Or maybe retire

Reality is 28 years

And you feel expired

What to do when this game

Ain't meant to be played

And every day is the same

Tired

We're

Tired

We're

Tired

We're

Tired

Circles never ending

You're sick of pretending

Shit's ok

When it ain't

Everyone expecting

Your time and attendance

Who cares if the

World is burning

Wish you could book a flight out

Or punch someone's lights out

A battery charge better than bars

Seems like the high ground

When the ceiling glass

It's hard to get past

We're

Tired

We're

Tired

We're

Tired

We're

Tired

Tired

Tired

We're

Tired

We're

Tired