Rage Against the Machine — Tire Me

Yeah, ya tryin' to tire me, tire me I can see you in front of me, front of me Ya tryin' to tire me, tire me Why don't you get from in front of me? Oh, she's got everyone's eyes (Yeah) In every home there's a sickening distress (Yeah) Of roll that film she's a precious, a precious one But we're all gonna, nah, we're already dead We're already dead And those colorful words for the Laos frontiersmen Who passed away with the truth amidst the eulogies of bliss Who will know now what I know about you? Now that history's a flowery cancerous mess Yeah, ya tryin' to tire me, a mess Overbearing, yes, ya tryin' to tire me, a mess Yeah, ya tryin' to tire me, tire me So get the fuck from in front of me Nah, let's see it broken, bloody and undressed We're already dead {Guitar solo} In a violent time, in a violent time In a violent time, in a violent time In a violent time, in a violent time In a violent time, in a violent time I wanna be Jackie Onassis I wanna wear a pair of dark sunglasses I wanna be Jackie O Oh, oh, oh, oh, please don't die Yeah, ya tryin' to tire me, tire me I can see you in front of me, front of me Ya tryin' to tire me, tire me Why don't you get from in front of me? We're already dead We're already dead We're already dead We're already dead


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