"Tire Me" lyrics - RAGE AGAINST THE MACHINE

Yeah ya tryin' ta tire me, tire me
I can see you in front of me, front of me
Ya tryin' ta 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 tha Laos frontiers-man
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' ta tire me
A mess!
Overbearing yes ya tryin' ta tire me
A mess!
Yeah ya tryin' ta 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!

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' ta tire me, tire me
I can see you in front of me, front of me
Ya tryin' ta tire me, tire me
Why don't you get from in front of me?
Ruh!

We're already dead!
We're already dead!
We're already dead!