Sometimes I feel like I'm a waste of life A waste of time A waste of love I'm caught up in a Predetermined role It's a waste of heart It's a waste of soul
You've gotta move on You've gotta keep on ridin' You've gotta shoot low You've gotta keep abiding
Sometimes I feel like I'm a cursed man A living ghost With empty hands It doesn't matter What I say or do Truth or lie There's no reply
Sometimes I feel like There's a thorn inside Whenever I laugh Whenever I cry Happiness or sadness Matters not to me Whatever thrill Makes the kill
You've gotta move on You've gotta keep on ridin' You've gotta shoot low You've gotta keep abiding
Ashbury Heights (2007), Three Cheers for the Newly Weds
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