Wasteland
We’re living in a wasteland
Can’t catch a break in this city but it’s all the same to me
Feel that?
Tell me do ya, feel that?
That’s the weight on my shoulders
Got me buckling at the knee’s
Inky skies and monochrome
I know it ain’t much but
This is our, our wasteland
Wasteland
I was brought up in this wasteland
I’ve had it rough sometimes but, it ain’t just me
I’m trying to blaze a trail using rock n roll
And I knew from the start I’d be on my own
I’ll be fine I guess, until I won’t
Inky skies and monochrome
I know it ain’t much but
This is our, our wasteland