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Well, I could try all I want, but still not break free Crucified to the masses in accordance to conformity And not the pain or the heartache burn me in the end It's all of the years I've wasted I've wasted Wasted, wasted, wasted
So let the friends that used to be friends Cast the first stones at my head Ain't no use in defendin' myself, they've spoken for me Not the faces or the friends lost burn me in the end It's all of the years I've wasted It's all the years I've wasted Alright
Well, they all like the night That's when they like to come look for me Firing shots in the darkness with no, no identity Not the pain or the heartache burn me in the end Its all of the years I've wasted It's all the time I've spent wonderin' It's all of the years I've wasted It's all the years I've wa-
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