Lyrics

So-called Life

Strapped into the front seat
Driving too fast
Staring through the crack
In the safety glass
Hoping that what I see’s
Better than my past
Miles of cars
Eating miles like mine
7:29 just as late as I am
Racing and praying
That we don’t fall behind

There’s no reason
For this feeling
Why don’t we all slow down
Tell me now

I’m tired of the fight
Tired of the grind
I’m tired from 9
I’m tired ‘til 5
Tired of this morning
Tired of this evening drive
I’m tired of the push
Tired of the shove
I’m tired of giving in
When I never get enough
Tired of your eye for an eye
Chasing goldmines
I’m tired of this so-called life

Ain’t got much
Ain’t much been asked
Bust my ass
For a broken back
Just enough
Is just enough for me
My fingers bleed
On my aching feet
Ain’t much choice
Boy’s got to eat
So I’ll do it all over
Again and again next week

I think we’d find
Some peace of mind
If we stopped to ask why
Tell me why

I’m tired of the fight
Tired of the grind
I’m tired from 9
I’m tired ‘til 5
Tired of this morning
Tired of this evening drive
I’m tired of the push
Tired of the shove
I'm tired of giving in
When I never get enough
Tired of your eye for an eye
Chasing goldmines
I’m tired of this so-called life
This so-called life, this so-called life

My mama taught me to work hard
And my papa did the same
With aching backs and great big hearts
I guess that’s how I’m made
But that don’t mean that I don’t need
Something more than this
‘Cause what I’d like is more than a little old life
I just want to live, I want to live
I want to live, I want to live
I want to live, I want to live
I want to live, I want to live!

'Cause I’m tired of the fight
Tired of the grind
I’m tired from 9
I’m tired ‘til 5
Tired of this morning
Tired of this evening drive
I’m tired of the push
Tired of the shove
Tired of giving in
When I never get enough
And I’m tired of your eye for an eye
Chasing goldmines
I’m tired of this so-called life
This so-called life, this so-called life

Strapped into the front seat
Driving too fast
Staring through the crack
In the safety glass
Hoping that what I see’s
Better than my past