The Wasting Land Songtext

Force fed a diet of psychobabble Comedian parodies at my expense Suppress my anger with a veil of complacency I drown the sorrows, I count the days I wish I knew what I knew then I was so much older, I'm younger now I am the addiction, the anaesthetic The apathetic conduit of my own fate I drink the poison of the working classes down If life was an ocean I would drown I would drown In the wasting land The wasting land of home The wasting land The wasting land of home Don't pity me, I built the house Don't reject me, I built the house I will smash it down Erase it from the face of the wasting land I was born in a public house With the sun on the right and the mirror on the left Taught to believe in two seperate tongues With the fire of the dragon, the cross of St. George I did not make the choice the choice was made for me If life is so precious why do I waste it? Why do I waste it? In the wasting land The wasting land of home The wasting land The wasting land of home Don't pity me, I built the house Don't reject me, I built the house I will smash it down Erase it from the face of the wasting land Erase it from the face of the wasting land The wasting land The wasting land of home The wasting land The wasting land of home The wasting land The wasting land of home The wasting land The wasting land of home Don't pity me, I built the house Don't reject me, I built the house I will smash it down Erase it from the face of the wasting land Erase it from the face of the wasting land