Wasted Youth
Wasted my youth on trying to grow up
Wasted my future, it never showed up
I'm walking around, I'm hanging my head
Serving up sounds in a language instead
Wasted my time on trying to get by
I sold it all away to the company lie
Now I'm feeling like a fool, all the freedom I lost
All of my youth was all that it cost
Now I'm getting by on less and less
I just needed some time to adjust myself, I guess
You know the words keep coming, I'm keeping up my best
It's the only thing I can do, I must confess, I must confess
Wasted my love on a silly thing
All I ever wanted was a song to sing
Some kind of door to get out of my head
All over the floor and under my bed
Figure I'll write until the day that I'm dead
I'm hoping they might keep listening in
'Cause all that I can do is shoot my shot
Find myself and keep my spot
Now I'm getting by on less and less
I just needed some time to adjust myself, I guess
You know the words keep coming I'm keeping up my best
It's the only thing I can do, I must confess, I must confess
Wasted my time on trying to get by
I sold it all away to the company lie
Now I'm feeling like a fool all the freedom I lost
All of my youth was all that it cost
Wasted my future, it never showed up
I'm walking around, I'm hanging my head
Serving up sounds in a language instead
Wasted my time on trying to get by
I sold it all away to the company lie
Now I'm feeling like a fool, all the freedom I lost
All of my youth was all that it cost
Now I'm getting by on less and less
I just needed some time to adjust myself, I guess
You know the words keep coming, I'm keeping up my best
It's the only thing I can do, I must confess, I must confess
Wasted my love on a silly thing
All I ever wanted was a song to sing
Some kind of door to get out of my head
All over the floor and under my bed
Figure I'll write until the day that I'm dead
I'm hoping they might keep listening in
'Cause all that I can do is shoot my shot
Find myself and keep my spot
Now I'm getting by on less and less
I just needed some time to adjust myself, I guess
You know the words keep coming I'm keeping up my best
It's the only thing I can do, I must confess, I must confess
Wasted my time on trying to get by
I sold it all away to the company lie
Now I'm feeling like a fool all the freedom I lost
All of my youth was all that it cost
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Writer(s): Drayton Farley
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