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I guess you could say I lost faith at an early age
I don't want to dissect it too much
I could use it as fucking crutch
But instead of addressing that old pain
I got tattoos, a heavy head, my voice breaks at the mention of death

Don't give me hard news
I couldn't take it
Some say they won't allow it

I'm sorry if I'm a pessimist
But this don't mean shit
Let it go where it goes

Sheer will can only last so long
So don't be surprised when I say so long
I've been so tired since I was born
But they gave this to me
This frustration
Maybe it's pathetic
Maybe it's in my genes
And I'm supposed to wear it
I've never been sure
But they gave this to me

Don't give me hard news
I couldn't take it
Some say they won't allow it

I'm sorry if I'm a pessimist
But this don't mean shit
Let it go where it goes

I'm tired
Oh, I'm tired