Текст песни Tomorrow - Benni Hunnit
I'm
sick
and
tired
of
the
pain
I'm
sick
and
tired
of
the
sorrow
I'm
sick
and
tired
of
the
pain
I'm
sick
and
tired
of
the
sorrow
I'm
sick
and
tired
of
the
pain
I'm
sick
and
tired
of
the
sorrow
I'm
sick
and
tired
of
the
pain
I'm
sick
and
tired
of
the
pain,
tired
of
the
sorrow
Sick
of
all
the
trouble
that
every
day
borrows
Hopin'
I
make
it
to
tomorrow,
hoping
I
make
it
to
tomorrow
I'm
sick
and
tired
of
the
pain,
tired
of
the
sorrow
Sick
of
all
the
trouble
that
every
day
borrows
Hopin'
I
make
it
to
tomorrow,
hoping
I
make
it
to
tomorrow
Growin'
up
as
a
kid,
I
lived
a
hard
ass
life
I
cried
many
nights
when
I
realized,
that
my
parents
broke
up
You
could
see
a
big
hole,
the
size
of
a
crater
Dead
in
my
chest,
I
had
a
soul
full
of
anger
You
could
see,
right
through
my
eyes,
that
I
had
a
lot
Of
anger.
so
repressed,
all
these
emotions
swimmin'
like
An
ocean
in
my
soul,
13
years
old,
I
didn't
know
What
the
fuck
to
do,
because
my
role
was
to
be
a
good
boy
But
good
is
boring
so
I
had
to
do
something
like
start
ignoring,
All
that
shit,
I
was
taught
in
church,
about
trying
to
live
holy
Only
thing
I
saw
was
pain,
how
the
fuck
is
that
holy?
It
did
not
make
Alot
of
sense
does
he
even
know
me.
If
he
did,
why
didn't
he
come
In
my
darkest
moment?
All
I
see
is
black
and
blue,
I
don't
know
what
to
do
I'm
trying
to
get
out,
of
the
Lions
Den
so
I
can
see
through
Maybe
there
is,
light
at
the
end,
waiting
for
me
Maybe
there
is,
light
at
the
end,
waiting
for
me
I'm
sick
and
tired
of
the
pain,
tired
of
the
sorrow
Sick
of
all
the
trouble
that
every
day
borrows
Hopin'
I
make
it
to
tomorrow,
hopin'
I
make
it
to
tomorrow
I'm
sick
and
tired
of
the
pain,
tired
of
the
sorrow
Sick
of
all
the
trouble
that
every
day
borrows
Hopin'
I
make
it
to
tomorrow,
hopin'
I
make
it
to
tomorrow
Ever
feel
like,
every
day
is
a
struggle...
like
People,
from
all
over,
trying
to
bring
you
down?
Only
23,
How
old
I
be
with
a
fucked
up
life
I
asked
the
Lord,
why
you
picking
on
me
I
don't
really
understand
Why
all
these
problems
all
on
my
chest,
it's
hard
to
breath
With
all
these
problems
all
on
my
chest,
got
me,
sayin'
lord,
please
Ooooooahhhhhhhh...
hadda
catch
my
breath,
these
demons
really
want
my
soul
They
really
want
my
flesh
but
I
ain't
gone
let
em,
imma
keep
on
pressing
Imma
keep
on
walkin
through
that
valley,
of
the
shadow
of
death
Imma
keep
on
walkin
through
that
valley...
they
reachin
they
tryna
take
my
soul
They
whisper
in
my
ear
sayin
lets
go
They
whisper
in
my
ear
sayin
lets
go
Go
go!
I'm
sick
and
tired
of
the
pain
I'm
sick
and
tired
of
the
sorrow
I'm
sick
and
tired
of
the
pain
I'm
sick
and
tired
of
the
sorrow
I'm
sick
and
tired
of
the
pain
I'm
sick
and
tired
of
the
sorrow
I'm
sick
and
tired
of
the
pain
I'm
sick
and
tired
of
the
pain,
tired
of
the
sorrow
Sick
of
all
the
trouble
that
every
day
borrows
Hopin'
I
make
it
to
tomorrow,
hopin'
I
make
it
to
tomorrow
I'm
sick
and
tired
of
the
pain,
tired
of
the
sorrow
Sick
of
all
the
trouble
that
every
day
borrows
Hopin'
I
make
it
to
tomorrow,
hopin'
I
make
it
to
tomorrow
Yea...
I
had
enough...
ye
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