Wasted people, sit in wasted places, sit in wasted spaces, wasting away.
Wasted people, kneel in wasted churches, pray away strange curses, wasting a day.
And these wasted people, work for wasted meals and they make wasted deals, waste away.
Wasted people, wasted people, so many fucking wasted people.
We could leave from this place, a house on a hill with lots of space.
We could have the kids, 1, 2, 3, all you gotta do is sing with me and waste.
Wasted meetings, wasted surface greetings, wasted feelings are fleeting, wasting in strife.
Wasted brains, chucked in wasted plains, corpses feeding the grains, waste a life.
Waste for me, wasting time happily, we can waste for free, waste away.
Waste my time, like I wasted this rhyme, like I wasted a line.
We could leave from this place, house on a hill with lots of space.
We could have the kids, 1, 2, 3, all you gotta do is sing with me and waste.
Waste x4
We could leave from this place, house on a hill with lots of space.
We could have the kids, 1, 2, 3, all you gotta do is sing with me and waste.

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