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• Artiste: End Of An Era
• Titre: Waste of Life
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Touch me With your lies It makes you taller But in the eyes Of those desiring truth You seem so small You've got your desperate measures and old extortions Got to change yourself to please every person Got your wasted nights with scenes forgotten Got you days of drama, but you don't stop them Because You like to think that you're special It makes you feel better that you're alive I am tearing apart these feelings That are making me lose my head For the ones that cause all these feelings Like the whore that's in my bed With conversational drama The words that get in my head Got to tear down all of these feelings With the darkness turning red I'm tired of waiting for healing By the remedies in my hand With everyone intervening Well everything that I am I have only you to blame Say it takes time to adjust But it still all looks the same Your ship is sinking fast You should go down with it too The water's going deep Realize it's all because of you