I』m tired , boss.

If it can』t help , don』t tell him.

I』m tired , boss.
Tired of being on the road , lonely as a sparrow in the rain.
I』m tired of never having me a buddy to be with
to tell me where we’s going to , coming from , or why.
Mostly , I』m tired of people being ugly to each other.
I』m tired of all the pain I feel and hear in the world everyday.
There’s too much of it.
It’s like pieces of glass in my head all the time.
Can you understand ?