In which our hero, who was born to write songs, tries to figure out his life with help from the interviewer.
Tuesday, May 14, 2019
tired
all day long I'm busy
trying to keep my sanity
I try to look my finest
to assuage my vanity
I do my best
I do protest:
"oh, the humanity"
and I'm tired
I'm so tired
at night I'm out on the streets
looking for you
I shake my head and clench my fists
but I don't have a clue
I do my best
to pass this test
but, man, what can I do
I'm tired
I'm so tired
all I need to do is rest
that's where I have the most success
but I digress...
I am sad and lonely
I guess I've always been
no matter what I do
I cannot seem to win
I do my best
to not second guess
but here we go again
and I'm tired
I'm so tired
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