Band Of Beards Tonight's Winning Numbers
I ' m s o t i r e d . . .
A lyric sung by every band I've ever loved
And every friend I've ever lost
To work
To sleep
To dreams risen far out of reach
And guarded by the lives we try to keep
Why do we do this to ourselves?
How can we break this spell?
You know I've tried
And failed
Get up
Get out
We work and we do it again
Get up
Get out
We work and we sleep and we pray
Not to wake again
We've been drowning in these buildings
Circled by cars like sharks
Surrounding our cage
We've been walking these halls
From night through morning
Alarm clock radio blares down the hall
Just white noise
We don't get that station anymore.
