I'm Tired

Sex and Violence
Bring the strangest
Things right out of me
In these quiet streets
Is there something for me to see
Are they staring right back at me

Am I lost to my own legality
Is there something beyond the trees

Complacency confuses me
Are they trying to get through to me
Is this some kind of charity

I'm shaking it up inside my head
I'm tired of all the things you've said
Why do you keep screwing with my head
I'm tired of living on the edge

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