Tire Me Rage Against the Machine

[Chorus]
Yeah, ya tryin' to tire me, tire me
I can see you in front of me, front of me
Ya tryin' to tire me, tire me
Why don't you get from in front of me?

[Verse 1]
Oh, she's got everyone's eyes (Yeah)
In every home there's a sickening distress (Yeah)
Of roll that film she's a precious, a precious one
But we're all gonna, nah, we're already dead
We're already dead

[Verse 2]
And those colorful words for the Laos frontiersmen
Who passed away with the truth amidst the eulogies of bliss
Who will know now what I know about you?
Now that history's a flowery cancerous mess

[Chorus]
Yeah, ya tryin' to tire me (A mess)
Overbearing, yes, ya tryin' to tire me (A mess)
Yeah, ya tryin' to tire me, tire me
So get the fuck from in front of me
Nah, let's see it broken, bloody and undressed
We're already dead