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Sit around feeling negated Tired of bein´ told what to do Have to listen to continual hatred You can count me out What you got to prove What a way to spend prime time Tell me I don´t know In a state of rebellion Too much stuff of my own These tensions kill one´s being Rebellion means nothing A wasted life with something to prove A wasted life with something to prove A wasted life a waste of life A wasted life with nothing to prove Look around always berated The sick situation at hand All to do is continue complaining What things to cry about Your selfish demands I´m too old to spend my time Letras de cancionesConcerned about these affairs Had my share of rebellion It got me totally nowhere Aggression solves nothing These tensions kill one´s being A wasted life with something to prove A wasted life with something to prove A wasted life a waste of life A wasted life with nothing to prove There is no detour from the hard road hard road No deviation from the path One has to reach some destination destination Don´t walk around in the dark in the dark A wasted life with something to prove A wasted life with something to prove A wasted life a waste of life A wasted life with nothing to prove A wasted life with nothing to prove From Letras Mania