Its 2:45, the takes his first breath The never knew he only had a few left And the father gets a in the middle of the night His breath gets short and his gets tight
But hes sixteen and hes driving too Takes a turn to the left, it be his last Nobody knows what happens if he turns to the Nobody in the car wouldve that night
But hes thirty-two and The cancer he had it was He never saw it coming, thought he had his whole in the morning and he died in the night
Were all so, on the run But aware, oh Oh, wasted, no, no, no all wasted wasted, no, no Were all
He's seven old, got his bat in his hand Hes looking for his and he doesnt understand dads too busy, got some deals on the way His son sits alone as the play
And hes he couldnt wait to move out His wonder what all the rush is about They never bothered his dreams, only thinking of theirs why he doesnt call and why he doesnt care
But hes and invincible everything he is based on principle He had a truly happy moment in his life He didnt want the kids and he want his wife
wasted, no, no, no Were all wasted, no, no Were all
wasted Were all all wasted, no, no Were all
now, got his life in his hands Hes all around and he doesnt understand lifes too busy, things get in the way We all feel alone single day
And at eighteen, couldnt wait to out Its been five and now Im starting to doubt Whether all my dreams are aimless stares Looking up to place that isnt there
Im thirty-two will I be miserable? With everything around on principle? Will I have a clue? Oh, it be nice To be alone in this wasted life?
wasted, no, no, no Were all wasted, no, no Were all
wasted Were all all wasted, no, no Were all
wasted Were wasted, no, no All