Song | Wasted Years |
Artist | Pink Cream 69 |
Album | Ceremonial (Jap. Ed.) |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[Verse] | |
I made it here, I made it there, | |
Is all it’s got to take. | |
Another buss we’re gonna miss | |
It’s nothing left to state. | |
Price is high, result it low, | |
When you push it all aside | |
And a few returns, that is happening to me. | |
[Chorus] | |
The voice is always calling, | |
The hunting in your ears | |
Everyday we’re mad | |
With all those wasted years. | |
You don’t need to listen | |
And I am back at this, | |
I wonder if I would make it | |
With all those wasted years. | |
[Verse] | |
Darken chicks around the hour, | |
There’s always someone when. | |
When the night takes it back | |
All you do is sit and stare. | |
The TV screen is young and spread | |
Does it takes your thoughts away? | |
And the late night host is looking older again. | |
[Chorus] | |
The voice is always calling, | |
The hunting in your ears | |
Everyday we’re mad | |
With all those wasted years. | |
You don’t need to listen | |
And I am back at this, | |
I wonder if I would make it | |
With all those wasted years. | |
[Bridge] | |
Wait for the signs and wait for the call, | |
Wait for the moment before the fall. | |
This world is spinning round and twisting your mind | |
Spinning round, spinning round and twisting your mind. | |
[Verse] | |
Rise yourself, it’s so surreal, | |
Could it all gone so wrong. | |
Every morning raise your heads | |
And find now it’s a new day, diamond. | |
[Chorus] | |
The voice is always calling, | |
The hunting in your ears | |
Everyday we’re mad | |
With all those wasted years. | |
You don’t need to listen | |
And I am back at this, | |
I wonder if I would make it | |
With all those wasted years. | |
Are you waiting for a savior? | |
All those wasted years. | |
All you waiting for a savior? | |
All those wasted years. |
Verse | |
I made it here, I made it there, | |
Is all it' s got to take. | |
Another buss we' re gonna miss | |
It' s nothing left to state. | |
Price is high, result it low, | |
When you push it all aside | |
And a few returns, that is happening to me. | |
Chorus | |
The voice is always calling, | |
The hunting in your ears | |
Everyday we' re mad | |
With all those wasted years. | |
You don' t need to listen | |
And I am back at this, | |
I wonder if I would make it | |
With all those wasted years. | |
Verse | |
Darken chicks around the hour, | |
There' s always someone when. | |
When the night takes it back | |
All you do is sit and stare. | |
The TV screen is young and spread | |
Does it takes your thoughts away? | |
And the late night host is looking older again. | |
Chorus | |
The voice is always calling, | |
The hunting in your ears | |
Everyday we' re mad | |
With all those wasted years. | |
You don' t need to listen | |
And I am back at this, | |
I wonder if I would make it | |
With all those wasted years. | |
Bridge | |
Wait for the signs and wait for the call, | |
Wait for the moment before the fall. | |
This world is spinning round and twisting your mind | |
Spinning round, spinning round and twisting your mind. | |
Verse | |
Rise yourself, it' s so surreal, | |
Could it all gone so wrong. | |
Every morning raise your heads | |
And find now it' s a new day, diamond. | |
Chorus | |
The voice is always calling, | |
The hunting in your ears | |
Everyday we' re mad | |
With all those wasted years. | |
You don' t need to listen | |
And I am back at this, | |
I wonder if I would make it | |
With all those wasted years. | |
Are you waiting for a savior? | |
All those wasted years. | |
All you waiting for a savior? | |
All those wasted years. |
Verse | |
I made it here, I made it there, | |
Is all it' s got to take. | |
Another buss we' re gonna miss | |
It' s nothing left to state. | |
Price is high, result it low, | |
When you push it all aside | |
And a few returns, that is happening to me. | |
Chorus | |
The voice is always calling, | |
The hunting in your ears | |
Everyday we' re mad | |
With all those wasted years. | |
You don' t need to listen | |
And I am back at this, | |
I wonder if I would make it | |
With all those wasted years. | |
Verse | |
Darken chicks around the hour, | |
There' s always someone when. | |
When the night takes it back | |
All you do is sit and stare. | |
The TV screen is young and spread | |
Does it takes your thoughts away? | |
And the late night host is looking older again. | |
Chorus | |
The voice is always calling, | |
The hunting in your ears | |
Everyday we' re mad | |
With all those wasted years. | |
You don' t need to listen | |
And I am back at this, | |
I wonder if I would make it | |
With all those wasted years. | |
Bridge | |
Wait for the signs and wait for the call, | |
Wait for the moment before the fall. | |
This world is spinning round and twisting your mind | |
Spinning round, spinning round and twisting your mind. | |
Verse | |
Rise yourself, it' s so surreal, | |
Could it all gone so wrong. | |
Every morning raise your heads | |
And find now it' s a new day, diamond. | |
Chorus | |
The voice is always calling, | |
The hunting in your ears | |
Everyday we' re mad | |
With all those wasted years. | |
You don' t need to listen | |
And I am back at this, | |
I wonder if I would make it | |
With all those wasted years. | |
Are you waiting for a savior? | |
All those wasted years. | |
All you waiting for a savior? | |
All those wasted years. |