This is my life, this is a tragedy
I've got no aims, not the man I used to be
I lack ideas my face looks worn out
I lost my visions - can I still be proud?
I walk through my life like a stereotype
I lost my friends I lost my tribe
What the hell shall I do with the rest of my life
I waste my time, I waste my, I waste my time
I waste my, I waste my time, I waste my time
I waste my time, I waste my, I waste my time
I waste my, I waste my time, I waste my time
I can't break out, out of this daily grind
I have to struggle so that I won't lose my mind
My daily routine turns into a horror trip
Can't lose this feeling - I'm in a strangers grip
I walk through my life like a stereotype
I lost my friends I lost my tribe
What the hell shall I do with the rest of my life
I waste my time, I waste my, I waste my time
I waste my, I waste my time, I waste my time
I waste my time, I waste my, I waste my time
I waste my, I waste my time, I waste my time
I waste my time, I waste my, I waste my time
I waste my, I waste my time, I waste my time
I waste my time, I waste my, I waste my time
I waste my, I waste my time, I waste my,
I waste my!
I waste my time, I waste my, I waste my time
I waste my, I waste my time, I waste my time
I waste my time, I waste my, I waste my time
I waste my, I waste my time, I waste my time
I waste my time, I waste my, I waste my time
I waste my, I waste my time, I waste my time
I waste my time, I waste my, I waste my time
I waste my, I waste my time, I waste my time
Writer(s): Benedikt Morak, Ernst Buchinger, Nicolas Fedrigotti, Stephan Pototschnig
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