[Lyric] ​blue gloss (Dissenter)

Broken glass
A tube that feeds you through your nose
And I don't regret a thing
And I don’t regret a thing

Bruised window
I took my anger out on me
The tree is wilting
The leaves are fading

And I'm tired
I'm tired
I’m tired
I'm tired

Your limbs are failing
I knock politely at your door
And I don't regret a thing
And I don't regret a thing

The snow is falling
The ground is drying
The kites are flying
My eyes are crying
And I'm tired
I'm tired
I'm tired
I'm tired

And I don’t regret a thing
And I don’t regret a thing
And I don't regret a thing
And I don’t regret a thing

I'm tired
I'm tired
I'm tired
I’m tired

Am I tired
Am I tired
Am I tired
Am I tired

Am I tired
Am I tired
Am I tired
I'm tired