Tired of this
Done with that
Never satisfied with where I'm at
I sit and think
What to do
Just a motherfuckin' bore
Without a clue
Shot my drugs
Drank my booze
Tired of joy and self abuse
Eternally jaded through and through
Just a self-loathing dick
Without a clue
Oh
Bored to death
I'm just bored to tears
Same old shit, just different day and year
Killed myself, but that got boring too
So beyond the point where it's not true
Far beyond high
Dramatically low
Eternal stare, as if I care to know
All of this struggle
All of this work
In the end, you die like some moronic jerk
Shot my drugs
Drank my booze
Tired of joy and self abuse
Eternally jaded, through and through
Just a self-loathing fuck
Without a clue
Oh
Bored to death
I'm just bored to tears
Same old shit, just different day and year
Killed myself, but that got boring too
So beyond the point where it's not true
The colors I see are all bleeding
The sound that was, is now standing still
I wonder when it was it all faded
A dullen corpse that cannot be killed
Oh
Bored to death
I'm just bored to tears
Same old shit, just different day and year
Killed myself, but that got boring too
So beyond the point where it's not true
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