Sick Interlude

I think we all know what it's like
I think, I think we all know what it's like
Being sick and tired
I'm sick of liars, sick of writin', sick of trying
I'm sick of not bein' invited
Sick of watching from the sideline
I'm sick of waitin' on my time to shine
I'm sick of dyin' inside
Inside of me, there's this little piece
There's a little piece of me still alive fightin' my inner demons
Tryna write my history, no revisin'
I'm feelin' like my enemies, so much envy inside me
I call on Jesus to remind me

Hold me
Hold me
I'm sick and tired of all this judgment, judgment
I'm sick and tired of all this runnin'
Done, no more runnin'