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Wasted, I’m driving home
And I text my friends just to tell them what they already know
Taste it
You call me to waste time
And you cracked your phone at the killers show but
I’m hoping that you’re alright

Make up your mind
I’m so stuck here confined
Got a knife in my spine you know
Always looking for more
Got me begging at your door
All I want is for you to care, just care

Cause I get embarrassed every time
I’m wasting my life don’t catch your eye
You don’t love me but at least you’re amused

Honey I know what’s on your mind
But you’re too polite
Right then everything is a mess
And I know I’m fading just a little
I guess I’ll make it
But you think I’m too overrated now
I wish you knew that
I feel like I’m no one in this town
I’m no one in this town

Feels like I’m going to war
And I don’t even know what it’s for
Lose myself in adoration
Empty words and celebration now
They’re moving past me now

Cause I get embarrassed every time
I’m wasting my life don’t catch your eye
You don’t love me but at least you’re amused

Honey I know what’s on your mind
But you’re too polite
Right then everything is a mess
And I know I’m fading just a little I guess I’ll make it
But you think I’m too overrated now
I wish you knew that I feel like I’m no one in this town
I’m no one in this town

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from Songs of a Past Life, track released March 1, 2024

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