wasted the day making music for friends
turns out nobody is listening
there ain’t much I can do
if my song is not to taste
they say I don’t sound much like I look
i guess that means im looking pretty great

chasing away after dreams that don't make sense
turns out my art ain’t worth a cent

there ain’t much I can do
if my work ain’t so great
they say why don’t you talk about how you look
chocolate skin is very in 
mango curry melanin

do it for yourself they say
live to sing another day
focus on yourself they say
and all will come your way

well that’s a load of horseshit
they’re streaming piles of garbage
stop lying to young artists
lest we paint your life in corpses

this is a money game
a filthy dirty money game
your dollar count dictates fame
pay it for yourself they say

Dylan Lennon and Cobain
laid it out oh so plain
is anybody really listening
nobody’s ever really listening

nobody’s really listening
to this dirty filthy money pain
filthy dirty wasting game
nobody’s ever listening

Wasted (acoustic demo)

Music & Lyrics by Adi Parige
Drums by Nikola Balac
Recorded by Saheer & Kamilo Kratc
Mixed & Mastered by Saheer

Lyrics are available on Genius

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