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I am just a poor boy
Though my story's seldom told
I have squandered my resistance
For a pocketful of mumbles
Such are promises
All lies and jest

of the sun and let shine The fires of lucifer rise! The cup of salvation squandered and torn Wilderness opens its heart  In the midst of sin Blackness fills

And I don't know why

Have I done something wrong with my life
Have I wandered or squandered too much time
It's like there's a hole in my soul
And it

was slowly retreating
so where was the meaning?
subjective, and seceding?
there was no meaning!
what's the sense of it all?

when I've not squandered

Looking like a squandered saint
How many inches y'all can take
Took a minute for y'all to taste and
Took you out like toxic waste
Only medication I intake

mistakes was in the papers, even stories that were lies. His life was built on memories of better days. Soon they were gonna realize he squandered all his

squandered my potential
On the day to day pleasures that come my way
If theres something thats worth my time

It'll be night after night
Out at the disco baby

A nation of slaves 
Who worship the dollar
All of our freedoms
Squandered 

Poison the rivers, pollute the sea
Cannon fodder for the war machine 
Butcher

of schnooks
Now we’re gonna bring you ‘round and un-cook all your crooked-up books
(She's got) Hands of an Architect
We squandered our chances, now the day’s

squandered; money brought first responders
Then it was the hearse like it was rehearsed cuz killers do dirt for dollars
It's frightening; no wonder I wander

that I have squandered 
And a lot I tried to hide

But there's a voice whispers to my soul
And I'll hear it long as I live
He didn't come here to make me

is why I honor you
Sometimes I feel I’ve squandered life
This is the honest truth
I just wish I had your fight
So I could see it through
So thank you

were squandered 
Men, women, kids deaths 
It was all in vain 
Waves of red burning fire 
Leaves behind himself 
Must be stopped 
By the most powerful

design 
Unscrupulous 
Magnificence 
Self-reflection 
Is squandered time 
I much prefer to be more 
Machiavellian 
In composure 

When a girl is down on her

I be painting
I’m moving militant you still basic training
You squandered your bread on them pigeon head bitches and designer threads
Like Baltimore

when I'm under, tryna hold my breath longer
Always emerge just to feel a bit stronger
And cherish that I'm breathing so a breath is never squandered

Let's keep it real, Honey

Oh, I'll rest your case
And oh, it squandered those voices whispering in my ear
"Oh, it's just a dream," and "oh, it's stupid."

it but I'm too fond of it
Know I gave yo ass an opening but then you squandered it 
What's the code to the bros if you ain't ever honor it
The past it

Squandered a few, yeah I'm far from innocent
Unequipped, could've been a Lil more sensitive
But some of 'em I wish I got my time, love, and sex back
Bending

means vulnerable 
I've gotten a false start 
I squandered the most precious thing that I was ever handed 
When I gave up living in the world
So I could

Blue collar is the movement and the music is work
To say I've squandered opportunities would be an understatement
I've pondered, my largest mistake was

move through time
Finally start again
Somewhere new, try to mend
Just enough to the end
Leave them our monuments
We struggled and squandered
But know

every moment you've squandered on greed
My friend, I say to you
My friend, will you come back to me?
No, you speak through jagged teeth, no
This is

losing my footing 
Potential energy falling to more comfortable states 
A squandered projection 
Sometimes I wonder if I even deserve to change 

Put your