Interpret:

Black Label Society

Album:

sonic brew

Tired Of This
Done With That
Never Satisfied With Where I'm At
I Sit And Think
What To Do
Just A Motherfuckin' Bore
Without A Clue


Shot My Drugs
Drank My Booze
Tired Of Joy And Self Abuse
Eternally Jaded Through And Through
Just A Self Loathing Dick
Without A Clue


Oh
Bored To Death
I'm Just Bored To Tears
Same Old Shit Just Different Day & Year
Killed Myself But That Got Boring Too
So Beyond The Point Where It's Not True


Far Beyond High
Dramatically Low
Eternal Stare As If I Care To Know
All Of This Struggle
All Of This Work
In The End You Die Like Some Moronic Jerk


Shot My Drugs
Drank My Booze
Tired Of Joy And Self Abuse
Eternally Jaded Through And Through
Just A Self Loathing Fuck
Without A Clue


Oh
Bored To Death
I'm Just Bored To Tears
Same Old Shit Just Different Day & Year
Killed Myself But That Got Boring Too
So Beyond The Point Where It's Not True


The Colors I See Are All Bleeding
The Sound That Was Is Now Standing Still
I Wonder When It Was It All Faded
A Dullen Corpse That Cannot Be Killed


Oh
Bored To Death
I'm Just Bored To Tears
Same Old Shit Just Different Day & Year
Killed Myself But That Got Boring Too
So Beyond The Point Where It's Not True


The Rose Petalled Garden
Yeah.......


Alone In The Garden
And All That Would Be
Alone In The Garden
You thought would set you free
Nowhere to draw water
And If You Could It Would Be Damned
Go On Turn Your Back Now
On Everything...


Yeah.......