Songtext von Wasted Life

Whoa, whoa, whoa... Here I go, again There's my phone, again My head's pounding, I'm coming down from another round out on the town again. Hand on the clock, ticking The hotel room, spinning There's a guy singing up on the walls saying it's my fault the devil's ringing. Same shit, every day Set in my ways I'm out of control again Like someone cut the brakes. Burning all of my time You're asking why? But I'm not listening 'cause it's my wasted life. Whoa, whoa, whoa Didn't drive, fuck it My balls, suck it 'Cause it ain't worth all the pains I learned Just another drop in the bucket Same shit, every day Set in my ways I'm out of control again Like someone cut the brakes Burning all of my time You're asking why? But I'm not listening 'cause it's my wasted life Whoa, whoa, whoa Same shit, every day Set in my ways I'm out of control again Burning all of my time You're asking why? But I'm not listening 'cause it's my wasted life Whoa, whoa, whoa It's my way It's my, it's my wasted life It's my, it's my wasted life It's my, it's my wasted life