Lyrics 100,000,000 - Berwyn

Tired of being tired, tired of being pissed off
Yeah, yeah

100 million miles and I miss home
No GPS in this old brick phone (yeah)
Tired of being tired, tired of being pissed off
All I wanna do is go to sleep
100 million miles and I miss home
No GPS in this old brick phone
Tired of being tired, tired of being pissed off
All I wanna do is go to sleep

Tell 'em I want 'em to spraypaint my Grammy in black
Better move the car before the battery's flat
Wear my heart on my sleeve like a tat', fact
Didn't buy this car to drivе
I only bought this car so I can sleep in the back
Never trust a soul, I know how pеople are trash
Trying to make a tenner, I need to speak to my dad, uh
So I send a text out, 10/10, you know I got the best out

You can holler if you're stressed out
You know I put the P into depression
My daddy's overseas, you know I miss ya
Now he's wondering how I'm dealing with the pressure
Just know, I'm

100 million miles and I miss home
No GPS in this old brick phone
Tired of being tired, tired of being pissed off
All I wanna do is go to sleep
100 million miles and I miss home
No GPS in this old brick phone
Tired of being tired, tired of being pissed off
All I wanna do is go to sleep

(No GPS in this old brick phone)
(Tired of being tired, tired of being pissed off)
(All I wanna do is go to sleep at night)

Tell 'em I want 'em to spraypaint my Grammy in black
Just to represent the fact that I'm a terrible chap
They call it the trap because you really get trapped
Wear my heart on my sleeve like a strap

Homeless now, but you know I won't give up
Momma always told me "Never give up baby, keep your chin up"
This the shit that only happens to the people who can take it
So be grateful you can make it out these smoke and mirrors

And that's real shit
Heavy are the problems that I carry and I deal with
Sleeping in the car park, I never switched the lights off
Are you sure you certi' with them people that you deal with?
Are they there, the ones that you can

Holler if you're stressed out
You know I put the P into depression
My daddy's overseas, you know I miss ya
Now he's wondering how I'm dealing with the pressure
Just know, aye

100 million miles and I miss home
No GPS in this old brick phone
Tired of being tired, tired of being pissed off
All I wanna do is go to sleep
100 million miles and I miss home
No GPS in this old brick phone
Tired of being tired, tired of being pissed off
All I wanna do is go to sleep

100 million miles and I miss home
No GPS in my old brick phone
Tired of being tired, tired of being pissed off
All I wanna do is go to sleep at night