Текст, перевод и аккорды “Sick Tired”
- Sick, tired and homeless With no one here to sing for Tired of being weightless For all these looking good boys You can always say my attic has its charm You can always say you did no major harm You can always that summer had its charm And that you did no major harm Oh, spare me if you please Sick, tired an sleepless With no one else to shine for Sick of all my distress But I wont show Im still poor Symptoms are so deep Something heres so wrong Nothing is complete Nowhere to belong Symptoms are so deep I think Id better stay Here on my own So spare me if you please
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