Tired کے بول

I'm so sick and tired Of never being gratified I'm special when I cut you I like to see you bleed I feed off your dejections It's all I could conceive I'm so sick and tired of never being When will my desire ever stop? I'm so sick and tired of never being gratified When will my desire ever stop or petrify? I hate you cuz you chase me While in front of me Is there something I could do now To enjoy this breath I'm so sick and tired of never being When will my desire ever stop? I'm so sick and tired of never feeling When will I acquire a sense living?