Tired of Looking Down

Tired of Looking Down Another lonely mile off the ground Headed to a broke-back, fearing town I'm on the fence against myself Think it's time to look around And I'm tired of looking down I'm out of things I need to say, and I'm tired of looking Crazy, lazy, maybe there's a place for me somewhere Always fighting myself on the ground and in the air She don't seem to worry 'bout the same things that bring me down Oh, the sound Of the traffic in my head, the lights are yellow, then they're red Can't get myself out of this bеd And I'm so tired of looking down An empty notebook in my hands Thе longer I'm here, the less I understand Is everyone crazy? Look around Don't wanna be earthbound But I'm tired of looking down I'm out of things I wanna do, and I'm tired of being Crazy, lazy, maybe there's a place for me somewhere Always fighting myself on the ground and in the air She don't seem to worry 'bout the same things that bring me down Oh, the sound Of the traffic in my head, the lights are yellow, then they're red Can't get myself out of this bed And I'm so tired of looking down She says there's a place for me where no one else can go Underneath her wings, when I am high and when I'm low I don't really worry how this ends when we're alone Crazy, lazy, maybe there's a place for me somewhere Always fighting myself on the ground and in the air She don't seem to worry 'bout the same things that bring me down Oh, the sound Of the traffic in my head, the lights are yellow, then they're red Can't get myself out of this bed And I'm so tired of looking down I'm tired of looking down Tired of looking down