Wasted Dreams Testo

Testo Wasted Dreams

there comes a time in every young mans life
to make the most out of his wasting time
but every young man has such wasted dreams
for spending too much time living extreme
and if you want to save me just throw me a line
cause your whats best for me you got a tireless style
and if you leave me girl I probably wont understand
cuz i'm a helpless soul who needs a lending hand
the days just slide with my subtle pride and wasted dreams
i could have been the wondering poet but i chose to be the thief
and when i look at you i can see it in your eyes
that you wont just sit around and watch my demise
and if you want to save me just throw me a line
cause your whats best for me you got a tireless style
and if you leave me girl I probably wont understand
cuz i'm a helpless soul who needs a lending hand

if really want me to stay
you'll have a hard time changin my ways
i never get enough out of my day
i'm goin through my Epicurean phase
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