Tired

Eat all the fruit right off the tree on my patio
We're falling out of grace and all the time
My name will never change but you're the same so come and claim it
Cause I always just assume that things are mine

I'm reading and I'm running I'm delirious I'm serious
I never know what I am doing next
My phones become the Bible and my hands are never idle
And I never make a minute to relax

When I'm down and your tired
We fight till till there's fire
The smoke comes and fills my lungs
And I forget how to speak

When we lose there's no winner
Our chances just get thinner
Maybe we burned to hot
And the flame is getting weak

Getting weak, getting weak, getting weak
Getting weak, getting weak, getting weak

When I'm down and your tired
We fight till till there's fire
The smoke comes and fills my lungs
And I forget how to speak

When we lose there's no winner
Our chances just get thinner
Maybe we burned to hot
And the flame is getting weak



Credits
Writer(s): John Della Franco, Andrew Loper
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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