Wasteland Lyrics

Got this knock-off divination

I put it in my tunes

I'm on the corner of creation

But never follow through

I like walking 'round the college

The gates are painted green

They got redwoods in their gardens

But no sobriety

These mosquitoes keep on sewing

Their bites between my knees

But my love is ever-knowing

She spits ice into my seams

I was talking to the barkeep

With her streaks of silver-gray

And she smiled and called me "Honey"

And she turned my ass away

'Cause I know what I'm seeing

The wasteland is just a pit

Of my own deceit

God I'm too young to feel like this

There's a beetle on my screen door

With iridescent wings

And I'll write him into my score

So he'll live eternally

Summer's looking pretty slack-jawed

I take him by the roots

It's the taming of a stray dog

And the kindness I mistook

'Cause I know what I'm seeing

The wasteland is just a pit

Of my own deceit

God I'm too young to feel like this

'Cause I know what I'm seeing

The wasteland is just a pit

Of my own deceit

God I'm too young to feel like this

To feel like this

To feel like this

To feel like this

To feel like this

To feel like this

To feel like this

To feel like this

To feel like this