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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ramesh Srivastava
Ramesh Srivastava
Vocals
Jason Chronis
Jason Chronis
Bass
Matt Simon
Matt Simon
Drums
Mitch Calvert
Mitch Calvert
Guitar
Jared Van Fleet
Jared Van Fleet
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ramesh Srivastava
Ramesh Srivastava
Songwriter
Jason Chronis
Jason Chronis
Songwriter
Matt Simon
Matt Simon
Songwriter
Mitch Calvert
Mitch Calvert
Songwriter
Jared Van Fleet
Jared Van Fleet
Songwriter

Lyrics

Got on a train car, she went out to the city Looking for a better job He was in trouble, he said over the siren "I love you but I'm just a slob" This is a hard edge, it's something to remember The theater's for wasting time Working is lousy and college is for quitters Some symmetry is hard to find I'm tired and battered, worn the sole off my shoes I'm wrestled and torn, short of nothing to lose I'm tired and battered, sick of all of these people Go out your front door, you'll never be so sorry The city life could make you bored When I was a child I never stopped to question Just what on earth I do this for Look in the corner, a quiet television Remember when you saw me there Kissing your ass for a hundred thousand questions I'd miss it but I just don't care I'm tired and battered, worn the sole off my shoes I'm wrestled and torn, short of nothing to lose I'm tired and battered, sick of all of these people They never mean what they say, they never say what they mean They only want you to give in, I wish to God I could meet somebody That I could respect, somebody that I could respect I'm on a road now, I'm looking to get better Think maybe you could show me how If you really love me, quit petting for affection And burn the fucking house down now I'm tired and battered, worn the sole off my shoes I'm wrestled and torn, short of nothing to lose I'm tired and battered, sick of all of these people They never mean what they say, they never say what they mean They only want you to give in, I wish to God I could meet somebody That I could respect, ah somebody that I, I could respect I'm tired and battered, worn the sole off my shoes I'm wrestled and torn, I'm short of nothing to lose I'm tired and battered, sick of all of these people They never mean what they say, they never say what they mean They only want you to give in, I wish to God I could meet somebody That I could respect, somebody that I could respect Ah somebody that I could respect Ah somebody that I could respect Ah somebody that I could respect Ah somebody that I could respect Ah somebody that I could respect Yeah somebody that I
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