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Tired (Acoustic) Video (MV)




Performed By: Kyle Smith
Language: English
Length: 2:41
Written by: Kyle Smith
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Kyle Smith - Tired (Acoustic) Lyrics




All my friends are overdosing
All my favorite venues closing
And I can't win

One step forward two steps back
It's been a year and I lost track
And I see no end

All my friends and family f*cking hate each others guts
And every conversation that they have just drives me nuts

You tell me where to shit and eat
Just not right there that's not six feet away
Back the f*ck up

I don't know where to stand in line
But once I did my card declined again
That's f*cked up

Thanks for all the crumbs you threw my way to pay the rent
Six hundred bucks and I got f*cked by U.S. government

Take me far away from here
I'm tired of this f*cked up year
Take me far away from here
I'm tired of this f*cked up year

Cali's f*cked gyms are closed
I realized thirty pounds ago
That I just wanna go outside
Without a thousand dollar fine
Everybody else did too
And every parking lot is full
I came out here to be alone
And now I'm f*cking miserable

Take me far away from here
I'm tired of this f*cked up year
Take me far away from here
I'm tired of this f*cked up year
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English

All my friends are overdosing
All my favorite venues closing
And I can't win

One step forward two steps back
It's been a year and I lost track
And I see no end

All my friends and family f*cking hate each others guts
And every conversation that they have just drives me nuts

You tell me where to shit and eat
Just not right there that's not six feet away
Back the f*ck up

I don't know where to stand in line
But once I did my card declined again
That's f*cked up

Thanks for all the crumbs you threw my way to pay the rent
Six hundred bucks and I got f*cked by U.S. government

Take me far away from here
I'm tired of this f*cked up year
Take me far away from here
I'm tired of this f*cked up year

Cali's f*cked gyms are closed
I realized thirty pounds ago
That I just wanna go outside
Without a thousand dollar fine
Everybody else did too
And every parking lot is full
I came out here to be alone
And now I'm f*cking miserable

Take me far away from here
I'm tired of this f*cked up year
Take me far away from here
I'm tired of this f*cked up year
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Writer: Kyle Smith
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