Wasted Anyway

in empty train stations and parking lots
tomorrow’s victims smoke and talk
they can’t be taught
they don’t wanna know what’s coming
and i’m on the beach with them
forgetting who i am
til the sun comes to tell us that we fucked up
people say enjoy the day
i know i would have wasted it anyway
they can’t be bothered with «real lives»
cut from the same cloth
cut your ties
she’s ungrounded
can’t wrap my head around it
the way this night’s trying to make me feel
cuz don’t you know that i have been ungrounded for years
and it don’t get better
it all just goes along