Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tired Out, artist - Buck 65. Album song Talkin' Honky Blues, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 07.09.2003
Record label: Buck 65
Song language: English
Tired Out |
| When I cheated on sarah |
| I couldn’t bring my self to speak |
| I couldn’t sleep |
| I couldn’t conentrate |
| I was weak |
| I was strangled by guilt |
| My heart with glass balls |
| Stone in my throat |
| I acted like an asshole |
| 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 couldn’t 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 star in 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 |
| 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 |
| 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 |
| 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 |