Wasted Life Lyrics - When The Smoke Clears - Hinder

Whoa, whoa, whoa... 

Here I go, again 

There's my phone, again 

My head's pounding, 

I'm coming down from another round out on the town again. 

Hand on the clock, ticking 

The hotel room, spinning 

There's a guy [?] singing up on the walls saying it's my fault the devil's ringing. 

Same shit, every day 

Set in my ways 

I'm out of control again 

Like someone cut the brakes. 

Burning all of my time 

You're asking why? 

But I'm not listening 'cause it's my wasted life. 

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Whoa, whoa, whoa... 

Didn't drive, fuck it. 

My [?] balls, suck it. 

'Cause it ain't worth all the pains I learned, 

Just another drop in the bucket. 

Same shit, every day 

Set in my ways 

I'm out of control again 

Like someone cut the brakes. 

Burning all of my time 

You're asking why? 

But I'm not listening 'cause it's my wasted life. 

Whoa, whoa, whoa... 

Same shit, every day 

Set in my ways 

I'm out of control again... 

Burning all of my time, 

You're asking why? 

But I'm not listening 'cause it's my wasted life. 

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Whoa, whoa, whoa... 

It's my way... 

It's my, it's my wasted life 

It's my, it's my wasted life 

It's my, it's my wasted life.