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Tired, tired, tired,
so tired, tired, tired,
Falling through the air
With the blood caught in your hair,
Your eyes reflected the cost,
Showed everything you lost.
You were tired, tired, tired,
Tired of the hole,
That formed within your soul,
Tired of the pain
That ate your heart like acid rain,
Tired of the flash burns,
Life's bad gifts with no returns.
Tired, tired, tired
Tired.
She said,
"As I am so you shall be,
As you are so shall be me,
Tired, tired, tired,
As it eats you up inside.
As I fall so shall you, see,
As you fall, we'll both fall free.
We are but seconds
To eternity.
Tired, tired, tired,
None of us really matters.
Tired, tired, tired,
Nothing really matters."
Tired.
Tired, Tired, Tired,
You were so tired, tired, tired,
And I tried to make it sane,
I tried to fix the game,
But the board was soaking wet,
And the Reaper I had met,
He was waiting at the door,
He was reaching for my core.
Tired, Tired, Tired,
I saw the look inside your eyes,
Saw straight through your false disguise,
Saw the place where all that lived
Was thoughts of suicide.
Tired, Tired, Tired,
Tired.
She said,
"As I am so you shall be,
As you are so shall be me,
Tired, tired, tired,
As it eats you up inside.
As I fall so shall you, see,
As you fall, we'll both fall free.
We are but seconds
To eternity.
Tired, tired, tired,
None of us really matters.
Tired, tired, tired,
Nothing really matters."
Tired, tired, tired,
So tired, tired, tired,
I reached out for your face,
To try to take you from this place,
But your skin was cold and slick,
Even as your tears you licked,
As I tried again to pass,
My hand was stopped by glass,
And I froze in shock to see--
Tired, tired, tired,
The person begging to be free--
Tired, tired, tired,
Trapped in saddened reverie--
Tired, tired, tired,
That person there was me.
My reflection slowly moved alone,
Sang in softest monotone--
"As I am so you shall be,
As you are so shall be me,
Tired, tired, tired,
As it eats you up inside.
As I fall so shall you, see,
As you fall, we'll both fall free.
We are but seconds
To eternity.
Tired, tired, tired,
None of us really matters.
Tired, tired, tired,
Nothing really matters."
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