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Text: Cold. Wasted Years.

There's a game life plays
Makes you think you're everything they ever said you were
Like to take some time
Clear away everything I've planned

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Was it life I've betrayed
For the shape that I'm in
It's not hard to fail
It's not easy to win
Did I drink too much
Could I dissapear
And there's nothing that's left but wasted tears

There's nothing left but wasted years

If I could change my life
Be a simple kind of man try to do the best I can
If I could take the sides
I'd dreail every path I could
I'm about to die
Won't you clear away from me give me strength to fly away

[chorus]

There's nothing left but wasted years x3

[chorus] x3