May. 29th, 2005 @ 11:29 pm Wasted Years
Current Mood: wasted :/
Current Music: Cold - Wasted Years

There's a game life plays
makes you think you're everything they ever said you were
Like to take some time
Clear away everything I've planned

Was it life I've betrayed
for the shape that I'm in
It's not hard to fail
it's not easy to win
did I drink too much
could I dissapear
and there's nothing that's left but wasted tears

There's nothing left but wasted years

If I could change my life
Be a simple kind of man try to do the best I can
if I could take the sides
I'd derail every path I could
I'm about to die
won't you clear away from me give me strength to fly away

There's nothing left but wasted years
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