I’m growing tired of this same routine
Too many lies and the truth unseen
I have had enough of this crazy doggy-dog
Yeah, now I
I’m growing tired old scene

I’m been kick around I been left for dead
And I hear the angels whispering in my head
All my passions turn from blue to red
Every time I climb greater mountains

People are strange, they don’t say what they feel
Speaking their minds that they know ain’t real
I have seen a lot and wasted too much precious time
And I
I’m growing tired of the same old scene

Chorus

I’m searching my mind
Looking for why I’m still holding on
I wanna let go, I need to keep moving on
Keep moving on