bored

I'm bored Bored of living on the ground waiting for something to fall down I'm bored And I'm tired of living every day Waiting on when I'll walk away from what I feel I have to do and doing what I want Well the truth is, I don't know where to go Guess it's a good thing then that I never let you know That I'm bored Bored of being myself I wish I could take the day off be somebody else just to know how that feels And I'm tired of that look on your face, when I've got too much to say and you start to realize I'm not what you want Well the truth is I'm kinda scared of the dark When the night creeps in my covers will cover for my heart Well the truth is I'm so afraid That this won't work out and I'll be back on my way To being bored and tired Waiting on things to change while I wont change myself I'm bored and I'm tired, Rolling around in the dirt tryna get clean well it still don't work