Positive Junk - Wasted Daze | Текст песни

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WASTED DAZE

Let me tell you a story, about my friend his name i can’t say
He fucked up everything, i’d planned
Let me give you some background,
He’s got some issues, mental illness
A manic schizophrenic to name one

Sometimes he’s OK, but this time three pints of cider down
With no regard of my existence, it was scary business
He took a hammer, i managed to take it just in time
He almost took my life!

He fucked up, my project
I tried so hard to get it right,
My best friend stabbed me in the back,
I wish that i could take it back,
Its all just wasted daze!

He stole my time from me
The way i’m feeling means its not ok

Three days, ive not slept for
Three years of wasting all my time
I wrote this song in 60 minutes
So i hope its alright
Everything i worked for’s called it quits
An now i’m on my own, left to pick up the pieces

Friendships they come and go,
The way they end, You never know!
My best friend stabbed me in the back,
I wish that i could take it back,
Its all just wasted daze!

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