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Well Wasted

 

Well Wasted


Licking my fingers so clean
From the bittersweet fever dreams
Stuck up between your teeth
When my minds obscene
Only but one thing I can tell is really on your mind
Smooth operator but I come to make it nice

Just enough of my love to tide you over, girl
'Till the morning comes
'Round
Just enough of my love to tide you over, girl
'Till the morning comes
'Round

Far cry from a white light
You keep banging out an alibi
A generation sedated and shaken
Least we can say it was well wasted

Shaking in your boots is like a sorry lame excuse
Chalk it up to you
Before we hit you with the truth
Least there's still a record I can play it on repeat
Cry, baby cry all night long

Just enough of my love to tide you over, girl
'Till the morning comes
'Round
Just enough of my love to tide you over, girl
'Till the morning comes
'Round

Far cry from a white light
You keep banging out an alibi
You pout, I'll find
A better way to go and waste my time
A generation sedated and shaken
Self medicating, well worth the waiting
So close they almost wanna taste it
Least we can say it was well wasted

Licking my fingers so clean
From the bittersweet fever dreams
Stuck up between your teeth
When my minds obscene
Just enough of my love to tide you over, girl
Morning comes
'Round

Far cry from a white light
You keep banging out an alibi
You pout, I'll find
A better way to go and waste my time
A generation sedated and shaken
Self medicating, well worth the waiting
So close they almost wanna taste it
Least we can say it was well wasted

Well wasted

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