Testo di Wastedead

Wasted memories, sasted time, Picking away at my wasted mind Wasted promise, sasted trust, Tearing away at my wasted lust Wasted concept, wasted dreams, Pulling away at my wasted seams Wasted contact, wasted ties, That pulled the wool over my wastedead eyes Wasted karma, wasted gods, Pushing their way through my wasted thoughts Wasted doctrine, wasted faith, Picking away at my wasted face Wasted motives, wasted cries, Taking away what I thought was mine Wasted fortune, wasted war, Wasting away, I'm barely here anymore If death is a nightmare and life is a dream Then nothing's the way it's supposed to be My wasted tears lining my wasted face Now I'm living with this wastedead disgrace Wastedead. So wastedead