waste of time
waste of time again
waste of life
and a waste of skin
where is the comfort in being confused?
where is the comfort not knowing what to do?
to my left is all i consider good
and to my right is what is wrong with me and you and all we do
i'm hardly right about anything
but i can tell by the look on your face
that i'm finally right about something.
waste of time again
waste of life
and a waste of skin
where is the comfort in being confused?
where is the comfort not knowing what to do?
to my left is all i consider good
and to my right is what is wrong with me and you and all we do
i'm hardly right about anything
but i can tell by the look on your face
that i'm finally right about something.