Elliott Sargent - Anti-Social Anthems for the Folk-Rock Revolution

A Waste of Potential

She's got the brightest smile
And it'll last a while
Imprints on your brain
Fear's a tragic tale
With ginger ale
It'll drive you insane

Leech on the longest mile
Saddest waste of style
The blues are fate
Lean on me for the tiles
Are spinning 'round, it's vile
The news is fake

I like the smell of rain on the concrete floor
I wish that I could see you forever more
A waste of potential is my hardest sight
I wish that I could help you in the day and night

I like the smell of pain and my heart beats more
I wish that I could tell you that I'm oh so sure
A waste of potential is the saddest sight
I wasted it with you and now I face my time

A waste of potential is the saddest sight
I lost it all to you and now I taste my crime

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Writer(s): Elliott Sargent
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