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Wasting Time
04:32
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Wasting Time
Lyrics - These 4 walls are getting to me
Everyone looks like enemies
Might just kick the windows out
run away so i can be free
Monotony gets in the way
Makes me feel like shit everyday
Sometimes i want to kill my self
But there must be a better way
A way to stop the pain
Before i go insane
Kill everyone i know
and Put a bullet in my brain
We're all just Wasting time
Just wasting so much time
whoa
HEY HEY
whoa
HEY HEY
My body has atrophied
Infront of this TV
lying in a panic state
thoughts are racing as i wait
Will i die this time, i wonder
as i feel im going under
i'll drown without a struggle
and you'll never know i was in trouble
My trust is far to gone
To tell you what is wrong
Slowy it all builds up
its too much after too long
And now it is too late, and sealed is my fate
I'll give up and My heart will slowly fill with hate
Unless i push on and shake off all the sorrow
Head for the light. The Promise of tomorrow!
We're just sitting, Channel changing
Dormate, slothful, Mind Deranging
We'll all die, so fat and lazy
But not befor we all go crazy
We're all just Wasting time
Just wasting so much time
whoa
HEY HEY
whoa
HEY HEY
FORTY OUNCES "Wasting Time" was written and recorded by Leland Jensen at CantStopUs Studios
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Nov4th
03:15
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Lyrics:
As i sit contemplating revoloution
Ive come to the conclusion
you might be suffering
sum kind of brain de-evoloution,
Caused by the poloution
coming from your T.V. Screen
and your under false delusion
that theres nothing worth savin,
and your tired of playin
maybe the games is rigged and Everyone knows
but they aint sayin
swimmin in negativity,
submit to tourture willingly
feast on pain,
go insane,
you hurting you is killing me,
Im not your enemy,
in fact,
im only here to help so stop yelling and let me be.
Take a breath and try to have sum kind of gravity
everything will be ok just wait and see
and we get there it will all have been a memory
Chorus
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Maybe by next November
I'll manage to remember
Not to spend all my time
Grasping blindly, or swinging in the dark!
To live with eyes wide open
Work hard to fix whats broken
and no contempt is spoken
even when we're swimmin with the sharks!
Well, Im a musician and im in the position
to give you a rendition of
my life and my mission
and to reiterate all my love and my hate
no fakes,
just listen to the beauty of my mistakes
Piece of cake on a platter,
if you drop it, it will shatter
pick it up and eat it anyway,
its all made of the same batter
Go to a place where the petty shit no longer matters
get lost in the music,
let your thoughts become scattered
live for FUN and LOVE
and keep your feet off of the corporate ladder
and the crowd they hold their breath, as they hear the clatter
you see pick fall in the hole behind my strings
I crack a smile
It will never stop a man who sings!
Chorus
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Maybe by next November
I'll manage to remember
Not to spend all my time
Grasping blindly, or swinging in the dark!
To live with eyes wide open
Work hard to fix whats broken
and no contempt is spoken
even when we're swimmin with the sharks!
Where did you start out? Square one! Cocked like a hand gun!
Lighter than a feather, cut the teather, let it fly son!
And i know, i can fly, i can fight, i can crow
Dressed in green with a gold sword, Wadaya know!
Heart to heart, mind to mind, sumtimes i find time
to walk the lines and look at the signs
The side of the road really showed me where my heart was
But i was half buzzed on hurricane, spinning like a top does
Lo and behold, i was bestowed my long lost vision
and i made a quick desicion and side stepped a near collison
maybe since then i might be takin betta care of my self
and not leaveing all these feeling that i have on the shelf.
maybe others will break out and quit with the fake out,
quit frontin and let it out!
and when the sufferings done
We can go can go back to havin fun!
Chorus x2
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Maybe by next November
I'll manage to remember
Not to spend all my time
Grasping blindly, or swinging in the dark!
To live with eyes wide open
Work hard to fix whats broken
and no contempt is spoken
even when we're swimmin with the sharks!
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I Wonder
03:39
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Lyrics - when we were kids, on the skids, with no hope,
smokein dope, we were livin so hard and so fast that we
neva had to cope. Screamin "FUCK THA MAN!" Crowin like
tha Pan, fairy dust you could trust in this nevaland.
Neva wanted to believe that we'd eva have to leave
got a half full cup and im neva growin up! malt liquer
in my gut, Reefer smoke in my lungs, and you know i
would die if i wasnt havin fun!
But funs not always easy to find
Seams its growing scarcer all the time
and hopes not always easy to have
But im not dead yet and i know that with time we move on
Well it would seem that im lost in a dream
And im flying so high that i never wanna come down from the sky
Because in my dreams, i never lost any friends
and they all by my side, and the party never ends
We're all havin fun, they all smile at me
and they tell me what good friends that we'll always be
but then the mirror cracks, and the image slowly fades
and i wake up alone, just like any other day
Who are you after all your friends are gone
As the moonlight slowly slips into dawn
Well i guess i'll just get faded anyway
Cuz when life gets tough, all you can do is grit your teeth and move along
We were all were once lost children
have you forgotten how to fly?
1, 2, 3, KICK IT!
Everything Written and recorded by Leland Jensen at CantStopUsStudios
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