The Man is Tired

[Intro] [Verse 1] The man is tired, and it shows. Droopy eyes, twitchy nose. The man is tired of stupid stuff. He is tired, and he’s had enough. The man is tired, maybe weak. Still has dreams, but lost the will to seek. [Verse 2] The man is tired, and everyone knows. The man is tired, and it shows. The man is tired, But will not take care of himself. The man is tired, bottled up emotions high up on the shelf. [Chorus] Pity, pity—he just wants pity But did he ever ask for help? Could he, should he “Think of something beyond himself?” [Verse 3] It’s easy to be weary, tired of it all. But being tired is no excuse. Being tired is misplaced blame. Everybody’s tired. Everybody feels the same. Maybe instead of sleeping, Maybe instead of child-like pouts, Maybe instead of endless scrolling and posting digital shouts, We could get along (We could get along.) [Verse 4] The nonsense has gone on too long. Just give the man a moment, to gather up his strength. To battle the forces, that are against us all. They feed off angry, tired men until they Fumble, stumble, And finally fall. [Verse 5] So resist; This time, they will not get to you. Resist, I say. We need your fight to see this through. Resist, because other people are counting on you. Remembering all the times before you’ve won. So, stand up, tired man, You’re not done.