Wasteland

Left my home with my life scattered on the floor
The end so close that I could taste it
I came back to try to settle up the score
Just to see that you disgraced it
So let's not pretend that I'm on the mend
I'm sick as a dog, can't you tell?
Abandoned my friends for dollars and trends
It's just another fine day in hell

Feels like I'm losing my mind
Am I the last of my kind?
The world keeps on turning
And I keep on yearning
Desperate to find my way out
Of this wasteland

Trudging through the desert 40 years or more
Name a plague, I bet I've faced it
Now you drag me back into your endless war
I hate to see potential wasted

So this was your plan, why fight like a man
When the squeaky wheel's the one serviced first
For all of the pissants and misanthrope fools
Congrats, honey, you've been the worst

Feels like I'm losing my mind
Am I the last of my kind?
The world keeps on turning
And I keep on yearning
Desperate to find my way out
Of this wasteland

Feels like I'm losing my mind
Am I the last of my kind?
The world keeps on turning
And I keep on yearning
Desperate to find my way out
Of this wasteland



Credits
Writer(s): Bryan Rolli
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