Tired from DEAD WENDY'S by Dan Webb and the Spiders

My eyes are bleeding
My eyes are red
I should be sleeping but I haven't yet

My brain is tired
My brain is toast
Need to rewire all the things I broke

My nerves are shattered
My nerves are dust
I only do what I feel I must

My head is heavy
My head is noise
It doesn't feel like I ever had a choice

I flatter myself they're thinking of me
I bet they don't even know my name
I'm confusing myself for what I thought I could be
And it turns out they're not the same

What is success
How does it taste
How can you tell if you never had a break

What is security
How does it feel
And does it matter if it isn't real

I'm so tired

Don't let 'em get ya
Don't let 'em in
And just remember what's been happening

I'm broken down
Not broken yet
There's still something that I need to get

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