Uncensored Dev
We're all the time confined to fit the mold / But I won't ever let them make a loser of my soul.
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23 now got his life in his hands
He’s looking all around and he doesn’t understand
‘Cause life’s too busy, things get in the way
We all feel alone every single dayAnd I’m eighteen
I couldn’t wait to move out
It’s been five years
And now I’m starting to doubt
Whether all my dreams are just aimless stares
Looking off to some place that isn’t thereWhen I’m thirty-two, will I be miserable
With everything around based on principle?
Will I have a clue?
Oh, wouldn’t it be nice
To never be alone in this wasted life?Cartel (Wasted)
