Whole lot of thoughts in my head
You know I just worry
When they will go bad
‘Cause it’s so nice right now
But it’s still sharp as nails
Digging through my skin
Wasteland
Hanging on the edge, just waiting for a better plan
Grains of sand
Falling through the palms of my hand
Know that I meant what I said (What I said)
‘Cause now it’s all blurry
And things have no sound
And it’s stinging like hell
And it’s still sharp as nails
Digging through my skin
Wasteland
Hanging on the edge, just waiting for a better plan
Grains of sand
Falling through the palms of my hand
Oh, I am
Oh, I am
Up to my head
Oh, I am
Oh, I am
Up to my head
Oh, I am
Oh, I am
Up to my head
Grains of sand
Falling through the palms of my hand
Wasteland
Hanging on the edge, just waiting for a better plan
Grains of sand
Falling through the palms of my hand
Wasteland
Hanging on the edge, just waiting for a better plan
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