[Intro – Soft, atmospheric piano with vocal echoes]
Mmm…
A little bit tired, a little bit broken
A little too quiet, words left unspoken
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[Verse 1 – Melodic singing]
I don’t feel a single thing, maybe the pills did too much
I’ve been ghostin’ all my friends, now we’re way outta touch
Driving through a city that don’t know my name
Watching sunlight bend through the windowpane
You say I’m distant—yeah, I’ve heard it before
You talk love, but I hear war
And I’m so tired of feeling torn
Like I’m patched up wrong, like I was never born
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[Pre-Chorus – Soft French whisper + English vocals blend]
Et tu me gardes dans ton cœur…
J’aimerais juste devenir l’homme que tu aimes
But I’m just tryin’ to feel again…
Even numb would be a win
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[Chorus – Powerful, layered vocals]
Do you ever get a little bit tired of life?
Not really happy, but too scared to die
Like you’re hangin’ by a thread you can’t untie
But you gotta survive
A little bit tired of lovin’ when it hurts
Of fixin’ all the cracks that still won’t work
Of bein’ in the room, but never there
Like I’m broken past repair
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[Verse 2 – Rapped + melodic]
All you do is get on me for my faults
But never see I’m trying through it all
I smile, I nod, pretend I care
While I drown in silence, gasping air
Is she really better than me?
Or are you just too blind to see
The love you killed with all these games
Left me tired of takin’ blame
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[Bridge – Spoken word fading into melody]
Do you know what I think about?
If time stood still, would we even count?
You look good, and that scares me
’Cause maybe you don’t see me the same
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[Break – French/English alt-R&B moment]
Je sais que tu penses être la solution à tous mes problèmes
Ma chérie, tu sais que j’t’aime, mais doucement quand même
Si c’est pour une nuit qu’on se parle,
Don’t make it feel like forever just to leave me in the dark
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[Final Chorus – Broken voice, emotional peak]
Do you ever get a little bit tired of life?
Like you’re not really living, just getting by
Like your body’s here, but your soul says goodbye
Still… you gotta survive
A little bit tired of fake repairs
Of hearing love that’s never there
Of holdin’ on with hands that shake
To a heart that’s bound to break
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[Outro – Whispered + fading French echo]
Tired of feelin’
Tired of fightin’
Guess I’m just tired…
(Et moi aussi…)