Wasted State Of Mind Lyrics - And You Will Know Us By The Trail Of Dead

Talking 'bout things we've seen 

Paris to Oslo seem like dreams 

Looking back, was it real? 

You know how things sometimes feel 

You can run but you can get no further than 

Three city blocks from where you began 

Caught in a wasted state of mind 

Here you come, here you come 

Now you're gone 

Where will it take me? 

Why am I waiting? 

Caught in a stasis, feel like I've wasted all this time 

With people and places who've never related or desired