Wasting time, that’s what I’ve done.
Regrets will bring me none.
Broken pieces shattered on the ground.
A broken heart ready for lost and Found
You didn’t say a word.
That’s much better than throwing dirt.
but there’s a price I have to pay.

Listen to the rhythm of my heartbeat.
It’s the sound of a haunted restless soul.
Let me be the one that takes the hot seat.
Let me be the one that takes control.

Wasting time, that’s what I’ve done.
I’m not the fortunate son.
Seeking the holy grail.
Oh please I don’t wanna fail.
I messed up so many times.
And all what’s left were some nickels and dimes.
It seems I need a guiding light.

Listen to the rhythm of my heartbeat.
It’s the sound of a haunted restless soul.
Let me be the one that takes the hot seat.
Let me be the one that takes control.

At night I’m stepping into waste land
At night I have a bleeding soul
Even melodies won’t save me
Restlessness is on patrol
Stepping into waste land
I built myself a bleeding soul.
Even melodies won’t save me.

Listen to the rhythm of my heartbeat.
It’s the sound of trouble on patrol.
It’s the sound of trouble on patrol.