Cleaned Out - The Tibbs

I wake up and I make up my mind coz I know that

I messed up all things that I left behind

I reach out and I make up things that I don’t know why

I don’t know what to make of this

There a lot of late nights

I reached out

And now I clean out

And I rather be by myself

Cause of everything I gave up for you

And I don’t know why

I don’t know why

I think about all the things I don’t know, don’t know to say

Don’t know why I can’t break anything that you can’t mend

Now I don’t know what I’m going to do without it and I’m

Reading out loud in my messed up mind

I’m cleaning out

And I’ll

I’ll reach you

And I’ll get through

And I make up so many thoughts

And I don’t know much

And I don’t know much

And I don’t know how to rule this out

Mm-mh-mh

Yeah-yea-yeah

I don’t know why I can’t make up these things

And I don’t know why I am far from home

And I’m

And I’m, I’m a get you

And I’m

I’m a real love

I’m a real love, babe

I’m a real love

And I don’t know what I am

And I’ll get drunk

And I don’t know why

I can ever leave you

With

With nothing

With nothing

With nothing yeah of my mind

Hey-ya

And I’m a get drunk

Oh-oh yeah