LYRIC



Wasted, out of my mind
Should I change, should I rearrange
The cycle’s spin they wash out, and we’ll begin again
Sometimes I want to cry, sometimes I really want to die
But how many times has that been done
You don’t do that, no you can’t do that
It’s all just in the politics of things
It means nothing, something to hold on too soon
Not sure, I’ll waste more time
I love you all so goodbye
Goodbye

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