It?s 2:45, the baby takes his first breath The mother never knew he only had a few left And the father gets a call in the middle of the night His breath
I don't know just what I'll do Every time you walk into the room Oh, my head is spinning around And I can't see clearly right now I'm wasted, I'm so
I can't sleep, can't even breathe You're a devious distraction When you put your hands on me You start a chemical reaction Can't think straight, can'
Wasted lonely nights wasted times I cry Wasted a love so true I've wasted all the love I had for you Wasted a lovin' heart my hands were tied right from
I'm in my car cause I needed a place to be I met a girl who was thoroughly so complete we got so high that we couldn't get back through the door we
I'm wasted again Passed out, don't know who I am I'm so wasted again Blacked out, don't know where I've been Or who I am I thought I could make it on
By D. Murphy Laid back and wasted Driven to drinking A woman ain't nothing to lose Don't ever doubt it I'll live without it I'll give you the blues
Ten thousand endless nights I felt my fingers touch the skies Last wind carried away my soul I will never find myself anymore. Ten plus ten thousand
Lot of dust in the evening sky Red taillights fading out of sight Who is wrong, who is right? It doesn't matter now, it's just goodbye Can't remember
I was so wasted I was a hippie I was a burnout I was a dropout I was out of my head I was a surfer I had a skateboard I was so heavy man, I lived on the
[Originally by Black Flag] I was so wasted I was a hippie I was a burnout I was a dropout I was out of my head I was a surfer I had a skateboard
Hey! I was so wasted I was a hippie I was a burnout I was a dropout I was out of my head I was a surfer I had a skateboard I was so heavy man, I lived
Why take everything you see? You have nothing left to squander If you keep pushing me away You have no one left to love You throw it all away Those ties
as the government starts another war drafts the unwanted and the poor to keep their company up at a high our lives are squandered we're gonna die [Chorus
(Andrew Lloyd Webber/ Jim Steinman) Producer for Meatloaf & Bonnie: Jim Steinman Recorded in 1998 as part of the 'Songs from Whistle Down The Wind' Project
Taking my time, taking my time Do you feel like I feel when you're all alone Taking my time, taking my time I know how it feels 'cause you're on your
Last chance to save yourself from my corroded selfish notions, I guess I'm not who you thought. I guess I'm not what you thought. I guess I'm not who
All but a waist It's all but a waist All but a waist To be in love