Wasted

L.A. Guns

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    Killing stops here
    How much more can we fear
    Living next to hate you're not alone

    What about death
    What about pain
    What about crime
    There's more everyday
    We talk about love
    We talk so pure
    We live to be rich
    While we ignore the poor
    It's all about fame
    Blind just the same
    Burning our back doors down again
    We have ourselves to blame

    Watch that pain walking on the street
    I can hear her screams echo through the tree
    It's a youth gone dead
    I can feel the heat
    My cities run by the heartless and weak, their

    Wasted
    Everybody's wasted
    No shoes on their feet
    Wasted
    Wild on the streets

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    Brother don't be fooled
    By the drinks that you consume
    Cover up your pain, you're not alone

    What about life
    What about trust
    What about hope
    Do you give into lust
    Let's talk about fault
    Let's talk about truth
    Beg to be rich
    While we ignore our youth
    It's all about fame
    We're blind just the same
    Watching our children go insane

    Feel that pain bleeding on the streets
    I can hear the screams echo in the streets
    It's a baby gone drive by
    Can you feel the heat
    My city is feeling worthless and weak, their

    Wasted
    Everybody's wasted
    Dying on the streets
    Wasted
    Everybody's wasted
    Wild on the streets

    Watch that pain walking on the streets
    I can hear her screams echo through the trees
    Youth gone dead
    I can feel the heat
    My city is run by the worthless, their

    Wasted
    Everybody's wasted
    Dying on the streets
    Wasted
    Everybody's wasted
    Wild on the streets
    Wasted

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    Composición: Tracii Guns, Steve Riley, Ralph Saenz, Ryan Se y Johnny Crypt

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