Wasteland Lyrics

I surf a sifting hell-scape

Searching for mine

Counting crooked shadows and

Waiting in line

Why offer what you just sell me every time?

A folded flag in cinder and the stench of lyme.

(We work for free)

Not buried

(We work for free)

But I can't escape

Wasteland

Here in the glasswork desert

I step through gravel and paste

Past the tombs of dead friends

And memories of a place

My only want is to erase every trace

I finally reach the edge and crawl into space

(We work for free)

Not buried

(We work for free)

But I can't escape

Wasteland