Tired of Dying

Ten years now without a game plan

Throw a couple bucks at another productivity scam

Collecting cake like I can cash in all my birthdays for a prize

Getting gray but I am hardly getting wise

And now the light at the end of the tunnel keeps getting smaller every day

And I am wandering half asleep

I'm so tired of dying

In chapter thirty of a book I never wrote

I pack my bags for another trip imagined from home

Invested decades in a job that I am still calling short term

Burning time to join the ashes in my urn

And now the light at the end of the tunnel keeps getting smaller every day

And I am wandering half asleep

I'm so tired of dying

Burnout energy

I'm so tired of dying

Wandering half asleep

I'm so tired of dying