Wasted Paper

[Chorus]
Every single day it’s just like wasted paper,
life gets crumpled up,
and littered on the pavement.
You fall down by your lonesome
then you get to dreaming,
everybody’s laughing
while you’re sitting screaming.
Alone!

Life is broken glass and daylight is reflection
time is something passed and troubles are infection,
Judas had betrayal, Christ had resurrection,
you have found your way while I have lost connection,
alone!
Here I am, alone!
And here I stand, alone!

[chorus]

If I can’t get by on the inside,
how can I on the outside?
I’m dying, on the outside just sighing
but on the inside I’m crying,
thoughts are flying through my mind and,
if I am to make you understand I’ll have to keep on trying.
Forgive me while I wallow, hollow lonely in my grief
as a wave that finds an early grave when crashing on the reef.
I am just a drifter, a sorrow sullen sand dune sifter,
ship wrecked with my loneliness and only seven sisters.
Who is there to break my fall when crumpled up into a ball
and tossed aside once and for all and left alone to weep and crawl?
Will you pick me up, or nah, just leave me there all on my own?
Alone!

[chorus]

Who is there to break my fall when crumpled up into a ball
and tossed aside once and for all and left alone to weep and crawl?
Who is there to break my fall when crumpled up into a ball
and tossed aside once and for all and left alone to weep and crawl?

Here I am, alone!
And here I stand, alone!

[chorus]

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