My Bed

Tired of my voice
I wish I had a better one
Tired of these songs
I wish someone would sing along
If one person is saved
I guess then we can hum along
Tired of being tired
But what's the point
My bed is home

I have a fear
A fear of most things
When I get up in the morning
It weighs heavily
Will I live forever
Or simply die alone
Oh well what's the point
I can't get out of my head
I might as well stay in my bed

Bed
Bed
Bed

When the alarm starts to ring
The pain I start to feel
And somedays I don't want to wake up
Got things to do
Well that just sucks
I've never been the kind to help in anyway
When life gets hard
I hide away
Because oh well what's the point
I can't get out of my head
I might as well stay in my (Okay, okay)

I don't give a shit about Balenci
Gucci
or Louis
When I'm dead
Take my lifeless body
And throw me
Funerals are far too expensive
Just to give a body back to the Earth

Bed
Bed
Bed
Bed

Tired of my voice
I wish I had a better one
Tired of these songs
I wish someone would sing along
If one person is saved
I guess then we can hum along
Tired of being tired
But what's the point
My bed is home

Tired of my voice
I wish I had a better one
Tired of these songs
I wish someone would sing along
If one person is saved
I guess then we can hum along
Tired of being tired
But what's the point
My bed is home
Yeah my bed is home

Tired of my voice
I wish I had a better one
Tired of these songs
I wish someone would sing along
If one person is saved
I guess then we can hum along
Tired of being tired
But what's the point
My bed is home
Yeah my bed is home

Tired of my voice
I wish I had a better one
Tired of these songs
I wish someone would sing along
If one person is saved
I guess then we can hum along
Tired of being tired
But what's the point
My bed is home
Yeah my bed is home

My bed is home
Yeah
My bed is home
Yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Dakota Hickam
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