Waste of space
Wasting away
Loitering loser
No peace no pain
Nothing to do
Nothing to say
Wasting away
Wasting of space
I'm circling in purgatory
Wandering in asphodel
Painting in wonderland
Sprawled in an empty field
Planes in the sky,
I can't tell if they're fake or real
Ghosts in my dreams,
Of the friends that I thought were real
Terrible nights
I woke up at 3 AM
I cannot sleep again
I can't get off
Too much pleasure is pain
They both feel the same
I can't feel either
I circle the drain
I miss my friend,
But you don't feel the same
Waste of space
Wasting away
Loitering loser
No peace no pain
Nothing to do
Nothing to say
Wasting away
Wasting of space
Waste of space
Wasting away
Loitering loser
No peace no pain
Nothing to do
Nothing to say
Wasting away
Wasting of space
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English
Waste of space
Wasting away
Loitering loser
No peace no pain
Nothing to do
Nothing to say
Wasting away
Wasting of space
I'm circling in purgatory
Wandering in asphodel
Painting in wonderland
Sprawled in an empty field
Planes in the sky,
I can't tell if they're fake or real
Ghosts in my dreams,
Of the friends that I thought were real
Terrible nights
I woke up at 3 AM
I cannot sleep again
I can't get off
Too much pleasure is pain
They both feel the same
I can't feel either
I circle the drain
I miss my friend,
But you don't feel the same
Waste of space
Wasting away
Loitering loser
No peace no pain
Nothing to do
Nothing to say
Wasting away
Wasting of space
Waste of space
Wasting away
Loitering loser
No peace no pain
Nothing to do
Nothing to say
Wasting away
Wasting of space
Wasting away
Loitering loser
No peace no pain
Nothing to do
Nothing to say
Wasting away
Wasting of space
I'm circling in purgatory
Wandering in asphodel
Painting in wonderland
Sprawled in an empty field
Planes in the sky,
I can't tell if they're fake or real
Ghosts in my dreams,
Of the friends that I thought were real
Terrible nights
I woke up at 3 AM
I cannot sleep again
I can't get off
Too much pleasure is pain
They both feel the same
I can't feel either
I circle the drain
I miss my friend,
But you don't feel the same
Waste of space
Wasting away
Loitering loser
No peace no pain
Nothing to do
Nothing to say
Wasting away
Wasting of space
Waste of space
Wasting away
Loitering loser
No peace no pain
Nothing to do
Nothing to say
Wasting away
Wasting of space
Writer: Benjamin Montague
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