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© 1992-2000 William Timothy Malugin Verse 1 Sitting here in this little old broken down town. raising lots of cain, but not making a sound I’m wasting away, I’m wasting ……..
Got to get out while I Still have the chance Got to make my way before I see my last dance, I’m wasting away, I’m wasting ……..
Watching everyone content to be nothin’ at all Sitting on the store porch or hanging out at the mall chorus I’m wasting away, I’m wasting ……
I’m wasting away, but I don’t know what to do chorus I’m wasting away, but I don’t know what to do trapped here like a prisoner, inside a cell I’m wasting away, and it seems my life is through being here, sure is a living hell.
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