Tired of Living Like This Songtext
von Drown
Tired of Living Like This Songtext
Laying here alone
I am exhausted and nothing here is right
I′m lost here in silence
I'm empty and tired of this life
I am tired of this life
I am tired of the crawling
Tired of the endless lies
I woke up with this pain again
Not knowing why or what I am again
Reached out for another empty hand
And I′m tired of this
Tired of living like this
I'm bored of the cheapness
The weakness I see in their eyes
But I'm unsure if it′s them or me
That I have grown to despise
And I do despise
I am tired of the crawling
Tired of the endless lies
I woke up with this pain again
Not knowing why or what I am again
Reached out for another empty hand
And I′m tired of this
Tired of living like this
Tired of living like this
Tired of Living
And days like this I may be the weaker man
I could put a bullet in my head
But I'd be no better than them
You see, I wasn′t meant to make it
But I learned to take it
I wasn't meant to make it
But I′ve learned to take it
Bring it on
Well I woke up with this pain again
Not knowing why or what I am again
Reached out for another empty hand
And I'm tired of this
Tired of living like this
Tired of living like this
I′m tired of living
I am exhausted and nothing here is right
I′m lost here in silence
I'm empty and tired of this life
I am tired of this life
I am tired of the crawling
Tired of the endless lies
I woke up with this pain again
Not knowing why or what I am again
Reached out for another empty hand
And I′m tired of this
Tired of living like this
I'm bored of the cheapness
The weakness I see in their eyes
But I'm unsure if it′s them or me
That I have grown to despise
And I do despise
I am tired of the crawling
Tired of the endless lies
I woke up with this pain again
Not knowing why or what I am again
Reached out for another empty hand
And I′m tired of this
Tired of living like this
Tired of living like this
Tired of Living
And days like this I may be the weaker man
I could put a bullet in my head
But I'd be no better than them
You see, I wasn′t meant to make it
But I learned to take it
I wasn't meant to make it
But I′ve learned to take it
Bring it on
Well I woke up with this pain again
Not knowing why or what I am again
Reached out for another empty hand
And I'm tired of this
Tired of living like this
Tired of living like this
I′m tired of living
Writer(s): Joseph Kebbe, James Boquette, Duke Decter Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com