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Buck 65 lyrics : "Tired Out"

[Verse 1]
When I cheated on sarah
I couldnt bring my self to speak

I couldnt sleep
I couldnt conentrate
I was weak

I was strangled by guilt
My heart with glass balls
Stone in my throat

I acted like an $$#hole
Sick to my stomach
Knowing I should burn in bed

Mad at myself
I took it out on her instead
Pushing it down

Beign nice just felt phony
Afraid of the phone ringing
Not alone but feeling lonely

Digging a hole
Now that I got a taste
I couldnt get rid of it

What an idiot what a waste
Paranoid and dissapointed
Living a nightmare

My every oppurtunity to wash my hands was right there
When I cheated on Sarah
There wasn't a starin the sky

It was covered in clouds
And I started to cry
I was cold and I deserved to be

Hardened and worthless
Windows painted shut
Rebel without a purpose

Clowns smoking ciggarretes
I think I thought I heard her name
Killing time with my hands

Waiting for the hurricane

[Chorus]

I'm tired out, pave the way, to low on gas to save the day
Slaves and outlaws king and pharoes, no tomorrow slings and arrows I'm tired out
I'm tired out, make the bed, scream loud enough to wake the dead

Light a match, break the bread, all I can do is shake my head I'm tired out

[Verse 2]

When Sarah found out I cheated on her
Everything went to peaces
Hatches were dug up

My desperate words were meant for jesus
I wanted to die
The future wasn't awfly stable

Photographs burned while I stared at the coffee table
The little dog laughed
Shaded the cealing fan

Words like broken glass this is what I really am
Eye of the storm
We passed damage back and forth

Cool of her to be so kind
She said I made a fool of her
I ruled the sand castle

Skeleton feeling mourn
People were dying out and babies were beign born
Caught in the headlights

The rest of the day coming
I pulled in my sleeve while she begged me to say something


[Chorus]
I'm tired out, pave the way, to low on gas to save the day
Slaves and outlaws king and pharoes, no tomorrow slings and arrows I'm tired out

I'm tired out, make the bed, scream loud enough to wake the dead
Light a match, break the bread, all I can do is shake my head I'm tired out

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