Tired of this 

Done with that 

Never satisfied with where I'm at 

I sit and think 

What to do 

Just a motherfuckin' bore 

Without a clue 



Shot my drugs 

Drank my booze 

Tired of joy and self abuse 

Eternally jaded through and through 

Just a self loathing dick 

Without a clue 



Oh 

Bored to death 

I'm just bored to tears 

Same old shit just different day "amp; year 

Killed myself but that got boring too 

So beyond the point where it's not true 



Far beyond high 

Dramatically low 

Eternal stare as if I care to know 

All of this struggle 

All of this work 

In the end you die like some moronic jerk 



Shot my drugs 

Drank my booze 

Tired of joy and self abuse 

Eternally jaded through and through 

Just a self loathing fuck 

Without a clue 



Oh 

Bored to death 

I'm just bored to tears 

Same old shit just different day "amp; year 

Killed myself but that got boring too 

So beyond the point where it's not true 



The colors I see are all bleeding 

The sound that was is now standing still 

I wonder when it was it all faded 

A dullen corpse that cannot be killed 



Oh 

Bored to death 

I'm just bored to tears 

Same old shit just different day "amp; year 

Killed myself but that got boring too 

So beyond the point where it's not true 



The rose petalled garden 

Yeah...



Alone in the garden 

And all that would be 

Alone in the garden 

You thought would set you free 

Nowhere to draw water 

And if you could it would be damned 

Go on turn your back now 

On everything... 



Yeah...