Wasted

The Outfield

Compositor: Jhon Spinks

It's all gone quiet in the city tonight
(It's been a lot of trouble there)
People are walking the streets
(Their praying for each other and)

It's not much fun now that the lights are gone
(It's another wandering)
I wonder what this all means
(We should blame it all on the government)

It's a human breakdown
And we've all been hurt

Wasted like soldiers caught in the crossfire
All in the name of religion

People are watching on the TV screens
Nobody knows all the answers
Who do we trust while we're in between
The preaches that promised the chances

It's a human breakdown
And we've all get hurt

Wasted like soldiers caught in the crossfire
All in the name of religion
Taken like strangers helplessly sacrificed
Pray that their souls will be forgiven

In a world full of profits
It doesn't matter who talks about it
When it comes to decisions
Is this a matter of things gone unheard

It's a human breakdown
And we've all been hurt

Wasted like soldiers caught in the crossfire
All in the name of religion
Taken like strangers helplessly sacrificed
Pray that their souls will be forgiven