Besedila: Rollins Band. Weight. Tired.

I'm so tired of myself
I'm so tired in my sleep
I'm so tired of my lies
I'm tired... so tired...
I'm so tired of looking inside myself
I'm so tired of all the secrets I keep
Trying to find something
And I know I need something
Because the grind is just burning me out
And I don't wanna have to hurt one of them
Real tired...
But I'll do it 'cause I'm tired...
I'm tired of the things that I fear
I'm so tired of all the things that I hear
I've never seen the end so clear

And I'm tired... real tired
'cause I know I need something...
Something, wanna just this to keep me sticking around
'cause I know I need something...
The grind is wearing me down
But I'll do it...
'cause I'm getting real tired...
'cause I'm real tired and I'm not getting any better You want just this...
And I don't wanna kill one of these walking insects
But I'll do it...