Dead tired, feelin' stupid
It's just my American life (I'm dreaming man)
New shoes, new apartment
And that's all, my American life

And I got nothing to say, and I got nothing to say
And I got nothing to say, and I got nothing to say
And I got nothing to say, and I got nothing to say
And I got nothing to say, and I got nothing, nothing

And I got nothing to give, that's why I made you the same
I been climbing this wall, how much more can I take?
Sometimes I think about dyin', but then I think of those days
Sometimes I wish we could speak, but I have nothing to say

Dead tired, feelin' stupid (feelin' stupid)
And this is my American life

Thank you, thank you
Thank you all
Let's get it, let's get it, let's

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Writer(s): Ciaran McDonald, Ian Simpson, Ryan Yoo