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SIX O CLOCK SAINTS lyrics : "Wasted"

I can feel you
But you're not real to me
This situation never helps

A mother makes her hearts design
Then it grows up just to die


I need answers
Do you have suggestions
Because the meaning of it all

Is in question
Tear my eyes out
When it's failed in mention

I could offer nothing more
Now it over


Accidents are bound to happen
Doesn't matter anyway


Oh how could I have lost it
It was my most precious possession
Well maybe I've misplaced it

I thought one day it come around
And glance in my direction
That spark of inspiration

Oh maybe I've misplaced it
I thought one day she would come
Around


I could offer nothing more
Now

It's over

I waste myself

I thought one day she'd come

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