Wasteland - Augustana

Now I’m sitting on a plane, lonely flight back to LA

Don’t come back with me

So I’ll drink myself to sleep, cut my skin until I bleed

Hold my breath all the night

Cause it’s 5 o’clock, the hour stops the sunlight

And the buildings shade the masquerade and kill time

Hear the sound, she was naked on the ground

Till I whispered in her ear

Come away, watch the dawn break through the day

Till the sun is underneath

Cause it’s 5 o’clock, the hour stops the sunlight

And the buildings shade the masquerade and kill time

Here we’re nothing more than fools and whores and sad highs

Through the summer sand, we’re living in a wasteland

It’s a wasteland…

It’s a wasteland…

It’s a wasteland…

For me…

We’re nothing more than fools and whores and sad highs

Through the summer sand, we’re living in a wasteland

We’re nothing more than fools and whores and sad highs

Through the summer sand, we’re living in a wasteland

It’s a wasteland…

It’s a wasteland…

It’s a wasteland…

For me…

For me…