Texty: Strokes. The Other Side.

I'm tired
Of everyone
I know
Of everyone
I see
On the street
And on TV

On the other side
On the other side
Nobody's waiting for me
On the other side

I hate them all
I hate them all
I hate myself
For hating them
So drink some more
I love them all
I'll drink even more
I'll hate them even more
Than I did before

On the other side
On the other side
Nobody's waiting for me on the other side


I remember when you came
You told me all the same
Now it seems so far away
You told me all the same

I'm tired
Of being
So judgemental
Of everyone

And when I go to sleep
I will train my head to see
In my mind is there

On the other side
On the other side
I know what's waiting for me
On the other side
On the other side
I know what's waiting for me
On the other side