I CAN SEE YOU'RE TIRED
Maybe it's all uphill from here is there still fight left in me
I don't want to give up
I don't want to give up
Maybe it's all uphill from here is there still fight left in me
I don't want to give up
I don't want to give up
At first the bottle, then a flick of a lighter, then a constant reminder of the rules
A second wobble, then a stepped on spider, such a constant denier of the room
Third strike ain't it, a beautiful viper. Bitten twice prior to this I assume
Dry lips, parched. The start of all-nighters. Blue, but still inquire about the hue
I can see you're tired, struggling
I need to find some peace
I almost made it one whole week without laying in bed just losing sleep
I can see you're tired, struggling
I need to find some peace
I almost made it one whole week without laying in bed just losing sleep
At first the bottle, then a flick of a lighter, then a constant reminder of the rules
A second wobble, then a stepped on spider, such a constant denier of the room
Third strike ain't it, a beautiful viper. Bitten twice prior to this I assume
Dry lips, parched. The start of all-nighters. Blue, but still inquire about the hue
I can see you're tired, struggling
I need to find some peace
I almost made it one whole week without laying in bed just losing sleep
I can see you're tired, struggling
I need to find some peace
I almost made it one whole week without laying in bed just losing sleep
I don't want to give up
I don't want to give up
Maybe it's all uphill from here is there still fight left in me
I don't want to give up
I don't want to give up
At first the bottle, then a flick of a lighter, then a constant reminder of the rules
A second wobble, then a stepped on spider, such a constant denier of the room
Third strike ain't it, a beautiful viper. Bitten twice prior to this I assume
Dry lips, parched. The start of all-nighters. Blue, but still inquire about the hue
I can see you're tired, struggling
I need to find some peace
I almost made it one whole week without laying in bed just losing sleep
I can see you're tired, struggling
I need to find some peace
I almost made it one whole week without laying in bed just losing sleep
At first the bottle, then a flick of a lighter, then a constant reminder of the rules
A second wobble, then a stepped on spider, such a constant denier of the room
Third strike ain't it, a beautiful viper. Bitten twice prior to this I assume
Dry lips, parched. The start of all-nighters. Blue, but still inquire about the hue
I can see you're tired, struggling
I need to find some peace
I almost made it one whole week without laying in bed just losing sleep
I can see you're tired, struggling
I need to find some peace
I almost made it one whole week without laying in bed just losing sleep
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Writer(s): Nathan Covert
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