Zzyzx Rd. (Pop Version)
I dont know how else to put this
It's taken me so long to do this
I'm falling asleep and I can't see straight
My muscles feel like a melee
My body's curled in a U-shape
I put on my best but I'm still afraid
Propped up by lies and promises
Saving my place as life forgets
Maybe it's time I saw the world
I'm only here for a while
But patience is not my style
And I'm so tired that I gotta go
What am I supposed to hide now?
What am I supposed to do?
Did you really think I wouldn't see this through?
Tell me I should stick around for you
Tell me I could have it all
I'm still too tired to care and I gotta go
I get to go home in one week
But I'm leaving home in three weeks
They throw me a bone just to pick me dry
I'm following suit and directions
I crawl up inside for protection
I'm told what to do and I don't know why
I'm over existing in limbo
I'm over the myths and placebos
I dont really mind if I just fade away
I'm ready to live with my family
I'm ready to die in obscurity
'Cause I'm so tired that I gotta go
Oh, what am I supposed to want now?
What am I supposed to do?
You still dont think I'm going to see this through
Tell me I'm a part of history
Tell me I could have it all
I'm still too tired to care and I gotta go
Oh yeah
Oh, what am I supposed to want now?
What am I supposed to do?
You still dont think I'm going to see this through
Tell me I'm a part of history
Tell me I could have it all
I'm still too tired to care and I gotta go
I'm still too tired to care and I gotta go, yeah, yeah
It's taken me so long to do this
I'm falling asleep and I can't see straight
My muscles feel like a melee
My body's curled in a U-shape
I put on my best but I'm still afraid
Propped up by lies and promises
Saving my place as life forgets
Maybe it's time I saw the world
I'm only here for a while
But patience is not my style
And I'm so tired that I gotta go
What am I supposed to hide now?
What am I supposed to do?
Did you really think I wouldn't see this through?
Tell me I should stick around for you
Tell me I could have it all
I'm still too tired to care and I gotta go
I get to go home in one week
But I'm leaving home in three weeks
They throw me a bone just to pick me dry
I'm following suit and directions
I crawl up inside for protection
I'm told what to do and I don't know why
I'm over existing in limbo
I'm over the myths and placebos
I dont really mind if I just fade away
I'm ready to live with my family
I'm ready to die in obscurity
'Cause I'm so tired that I gotta go
Oh, what am I supposed to want now?
What am I supposed to do?
You still dont think I'm going to see this through
Tell me I'm a part of history
Tell me I could have it all
I'm still too tired to care and I gotta go
Oh yeah
Oh, what am I supposed to want now?
What am I supposed to do?
You still dont think I'm going to see this through
Tell me I'm a part of history
Tell me I could have it all
I'm still too tired to care and I gotta go
I'm still too tired to care and I gotta go, yeah, yeah
Credits
Writer(s): James Root, Corey Taylor, Shawn Economaki, Josh Rand
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