Текст песни Language Room — Taking Life All Wrong

Remember the time when you were five
You’ve never dealt with sexual pride
And money was an object of lights living gods
And every time that you will lose to self-abuse to sickening truth
The only one you hurt remains yourself

And now you’ve lost another day, but wishing time would stay away
From everything you've ever lover or ever thought you could
Because we’re raving of dying and trying to find what we pray someday makes us smile

So why do I waste my time?
Stretching for inches and falling to pieces
I hang on and lose the rhyme
I’m taking life all wrong

One day you’ll come to the bank-accounts with bills to pay
What did I say?
You had to know that you would be that same
Day-time, night-time, part-time, full-time, over-time
No time to feel alive

So why do I waste my time?
Stretching for inches and falling to pieces
I hang on and lose the rhyme
I’m taking life all wrong

And this may be so extreme
That no one else will fell the same
And reaching out for someone’s heart is all that we might need
Because I’m learning that burning for something is wanting but needing use what makes me smile

So why do I waste my time?
Stretching for inches and falling to pieces
I hang on and lose the rhyme
I’m taking life …

And why do I close my eyes?
When every intention that ever made anything
Begs me to realize
I’m taking life all wrong