Ashbury Heights - Waste Of Love

Sometimes I feel like I'm a waste of life A waste of time A waste of love I'm caught up in a Predetermined role It's a waste of heart It's a waste of soul You've gotta move on You've gotta keep on ridin' You've gotta shoot low You've gotta keep abiding Sometimes I feel like I'm a cursed man A living ghost With empty hands It doesn't matter What I say or do Truth or lie There's no reply Sometimes I feel like There's a thorn inside Whenever I laugh Whenever I cry happiness or sadness Matters not to me Whatever thrill Makes the kill You've gotta move on You've gotta keep on ridin' You've gotta shoot low You've gotta keep abiding