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Wasteland

Going back to Wasteland
I'm nothing more than the sweat on your hands
Going back to Wasteland
I'm nothing more than sand

Going to stay this time
Wallow in my own slime
Going to stay this time
Line after line after line

I'm done with thinking
That something was ever missing
I'm done with thinking
That I'd never be sinking

Going back to wasteland
Little bag in my hand
Going back to wasteland
I will never be here agian
Written by SuperSonicNothing
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