Tired

                                            Words and music by Zane

 

 

I don't know where to begin

How do I start and how does it end?

Everything is falling apart

Here I am back at the start

Ooh, ooh, ooh

 

My veins are empty, I’m too weak to fight

My mind is heavy and I’m losing my sight

And this cold wind

Is burning my skin

Ooh, ooh, ooh

 

Well it’s hard to bring back the fire

When the spark is gone and you get so tired

Tired of the way things have been

And tired of the way you think things will be

Well maybe it’s not so bad

Maybe I’ve just been had

 

I wish I had the luxury of time

Now that I’m walking on a very thin line

The line between the walls caving in

And the feeling that I’m being buried alive

Ooh, ooh, ooh

 

Well it’s hard to bring back the fire

When the spark is gone and you get so tired

Tired of the way things have been

And tired of the way you think things will be

Well maybe it’s not so bad

Maybe I’ve just been had

 

You see what I’m feeling I can’t explain

Images of demons roaming inside my brain

Tied to the rail with a heavy chain

And hearing the whistle of a runaway train

 

Well it’s hard to bring back the fire

When the spark is gone and you get so tired

Tired of the way things have been

And tired of the way you think things will be

Well maybe it’s not so bad

Maybe I’ve just been had