Tired

Tired
I'm so sick and tired of
never being gratified
I'm special when I cut you
I like to see you bleed
I feed off your dejections
It's all I could conceive

I'm so sick and tired of never being
When will my desire ever stop
I'm so sick and tired of
never being satisfied
When will my desire ever
stop or petrify
I hate you cause you chase me
While in front of me
Is there something
I could do now to enjoy this breath
I'm so sick and tired of never being
When will my desire ever stop
I'm so sick and tired of never feeling
When will I acquire a sense of living
I'm so sick and tired of
never being satisfied
Is there something
I could do now to enjoy this breath
I'm so sick and tired of never being
When will my desire ever stop
I'm so sick and tired of never feeling
When will I acquire a sense of living
I'm so sick and tired of never being satisfied