Maybe I've been trying too hard | |
'Cause I think I may be failing | |
'Cause I aim too high, when I'm feeling low | |
Should be what I'm trying to do | |
Is to get my way back through | |
But I don't know how and I end up feeling | |
Wasted – feel nothing | |
Wasted | |
Wasted – feel nothing | |
Wasted | |
Wasted all the strength I had | |
To make myself feel underground | |
And I don't know how | |
'Cause it keeps me open | |
Waiting for a new beginning | |
To free me from the one I was and I know I've been | |
'Cos I don't feel clean | |
I've wasted – feel nothing | |
Wasted | |
Wasted – feel nothing | |
Wasted | |
Maybe all I have to do is | |
Is to find my way back through | |
And to see the light that comes from you | |
And maybe all I need to feel is | |
Is that I can really fly away and I have my wings | |
And I'm aiming high | |
I've wasted – nothing | |
Wasted | |
Wasted – nothing | |
Wasted | |
I've wasted | |
Wasted | |
I've wasted | |
Wasted | |
I have wasted... | |
I have wasted... | |
I have wasted... |
Maybe I' ve been trying too hard | |
' Cause I think I may be failing | |
' Cause I aim too high, when I' m feeling low | |
Should be what I' m trying to do | |
Is to get my way back through | |
But I don' t know how and I end up feeling | |
Wasted feel nothing | |
Wasted | |
Wasted feel nothing | |
Wasted | |
Wasted all the strength I had | |
To make myself feel underground | |
And I don' t know how | |
' Cause it keeps me open | |
Waiting for a new beginning | |
To free me from the one I was and I know I' ve been | |
' Cos I don' t feel clean | |
I' ve wasted feel nothing | |
Wasted | |
Wasted feel nothing | |
Wasted | |
Maybe all I have to do is | |
Is to find my way back through | |
And to see the light that comes from you | |
And maybe all I need to feel is | |
Is that I can really fly away and I have my wings | |
And I' m aiming high | |
I' ve wasted nothing | |
Wasted | |
Wasted nothing | |
Wasted | |
I' ve wasted | |
Wasted | |
I' ve wasted | |
Wasted | |
I have wasted... | |
I have wasted... | |
I have wasted... |
Maybe I' ve been trying too hard | |
' Cause I think I may be failing | |
' Cause I aim too high, when I' m feeling low | |
Should be what I' m trying to do | |
Is to get my way back through | |
But I don' t know how and I end up feeling | |
Wasted feel nothing | |
Wasted | |
Wasted feel nothing | |
Wasted | |
Wasted all the strength I had | |
To make myself feel underground | |
And I don' t know how | |
' Cause it keeps me open | |
Waiting for a new beginning | |
To free me from the one I was and I know I' ve been | |
' Cos I don' t feel clean | |
I' ve wasted feel nothing | |
Wasted | |
Wasted feel nothing | |
Wasted | |
Maybe all I have to do is | |
Is to find my way back through | |
And to see the light that comes from you | |
And maybe all I need to feel is | |
Is that I can really fly away and I have my wings | |
And I' m aiming high | |
I' ve wasted nothing | |
Wasted | |
Wasted nothing | |
Wasted | |
I' ve wasted | |
Wasted | |
I' ve wasted | |
Wasted | |
I have wasted... | |
I have wasted... | |
I have wasted... |