I'm Tired

I'm Tired

@Золтан

Dark Drift Phonk, Dark Liquid Drum and Bass, Pianofonic, Mystic, 120-130 bpm, minor harmony, echoes/reverberation/portamento effects, warm mysterious male lead vocals, soft mysterious male backing vocals

132 22.03.2026
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Текст песни

[Intro Instrumental] [Verse 1] Sunrise paintin' the sky, another day arrives But my eyes are heavy, no flicker of surprise Used to chase the rhythm, let the melodies ignite Now the silence screams louder in the fading light My pretty face smiles back, a hollow imitation Lost the spark, the passion, in this numb sensation Every chord I strummed, a phantom of the past This burning out is faster than the moments built to last. [Chorus] Yeah, Zoltan, you're tired, so tired, of this hollow ache inside Got the drive, got the fire, but nowhere left to hide This burnout blues is heavy, wearin' me to the bone Just need to feel the engine, pushin' me all alone Heartbeat racing faster, no time to slow down This city holds my secrets, I’m lost and I’m found. Night is calling me, under neon glow Moscow's waitin' for me, watchin' the wild flow. Yeah, Zoltan, you're tired, so tired, of this hollow ache inside Got the drive, got the fire, but nowhere left to hide This burnout blues is heavy, wearin' me to the bone Just need to feel the engine, pushin' me all alone Heartbeat racing faster, no time to slow down This city holds my secrets, I’m lost and I’m found. Night is calling me, under neon glow Moscow's waitin' for me, watchin' the wild flow. [Instrumental Loss] [Verse 2] Keys in the ignition, hear the beast awake Engine hummin' low, for goodness sake Leather seats are cold, a solace I embrace Leave the city worries, at a lightning pace Streetlights blur to streaks, a psychedelic art Tears behind the tinted glass, a shattered, weary heart Tires grip the asphalt, a controlled, wild plea Escapin' the exhaustion, just the road and me. [Chorus] Yeah, Zoltan, you're tired, so tired, of this hollow ache inside Got the drive, got the fire, but nowhere left to hide This burnout blues is heavy, wearin' me to the bone Just need to feel the engine, pushin' me all alone Heartbeat racing faster, no time to slow down This city holds my secrets, I’m lost and I’m found. Night is calling me, under neon glow Moscow's waitin' for me, watchin' the wild flow. Yeah, Zoltan, you're tired, so tired, of this hollow ache inside Got the drive, got the fire, but nowhere left to hide This burnout blues is heavy, wearin' me to the bone Just need to feel the engine, pushin' me all alone Heartbeat racing faster, no time to slow down This city holds my secrets, I’m lost and I’m found. Night is calling me, under neon glow Moscow's waitin' for me, watchin' the wild flow. [Bridge] This city's a symphony, of sirens and of sound But my soul is in neutral, spinnin' round and round This metal cocoon, my sanctuary, my flight Chasin' the horizon, bathed in pale moonlight. No inspiration flowin', no creative spark Just the rumble and the burnin', leavin' its own mark. But in the ashes smolder, a whisper starts to glow, A new fire awakens, brighter than before. [Final Chorus] Yeah, I'm tired, so tired, of this hollow ache inside Got the drive, got the fire, but nowhere left to hide This burnout blues is heavy, wearin' me to the bone Just need to feel the engine, pushin' me all alone Heartbeat racing faster, no time to slow down This city holds my secrets, I’m lost and I’m found. Night is calling me, under neon glow Moscow's waitin' for me, watchin' the wild flow. Yeah, I'm tired, so tired, of this hollow ache inside Got the drive, got the fire, but nowhere left to hide This burnout blues is heavy, wearin' me to the bone Just need to feel the engine, pushin' me all alone Heartbeat racing faster, no time to slow down This city holds my secrets, I’m lost and I’m found. Night is calling me, under neon glow Moscow's waitin' for me, watchin' the wild flow... [Outro] Driftin' through the night, the exhaust fumes rise Washin' over me, under starlit skies Tired but I'm movin', a temporary peace I find In the heart of the city, leavin' everything behind. (Whispered, fading out) So tired... so tired... Yeah... My Moscow nights...

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