i'm sick and tired   i tell myself i've had enough   nobody's getting stronger   too much pressure...    ' can't take it any longer   i try to keep my life together   but when i look to the other way   you try to steel my feelings away   you ask what's your problem   you say you really care   but when i really need you   you're not there   i'm not asking for your help   but i want you to understand   it's a thin line   between a fist and a helping hand   i'm sick and tired   i can't tell wrong from right   to simply point my fingers   would be a single sight   i'm searchin for the answers   that satisfy and fit   but why do you call yourself a brother   when you aren't proud of it?    you ask what's your problem   you say you really care   but when i really need you   you're not there   i'm not asking for your help   but i want you to understand   it's a thin line   between a fist and a helping hand   i'm sick and tired   but i still have faith in me   it's the only way to get along   it's the only way to be !    lesson learned !