Wasted
It's 2:45
The baby takes his first breath
The mother never knew he only had a few left
And the father gets a call in the middle of the night
His breath gets short and his chest gets tight
But he's sixteen and he's driving too fast
Takes a turn to the left
It would be his last
Nobody knows what happens if he turns to the right
Nobody in the car would have died that night
But he's thirty-two and invincible
The cancer he had, it was visceral
He never saw it coming
Thought he had his whole life
Sick in the morning and he died in the night
But we're all so...
We're on the run
But we are aware, oh, oh
We're wasted
No, no, no
We're all wasted
We're wasted
No, no
We're all wasted
Seven years old
Got his bat in his hand
He's looking for his father
And he doesn't understand
Cause dad's too busy
Got some deals on the way
His son sits alone as the children play
And he's eighteen
He couldn't wait to move out
His parents wonder what all the rush is about
They never bothered with his dreams
Only thinking of theirs
Wonders why he doesn't call
And why he doesn't care
But he's thirty-two and invincible
With everything he is based on principle
He never had a truly happy moment in his life
He didn't want the kids
And he didn't want his wife
We're wasted
No, no, no
We're all wasted
We're wasted
No, no
We're all wasted
We're wasted
We're all wasted
We're all wasted
No, no
We're all wasted
Twenty-three now
Got his life in his hands
He's looking all around
And he doesn't understand
Cause life's too busy
Things get in the way
We all feel alone every single day
And I'm eighteen
I couldn't wait to move out
It's been five years and now I'm starting to doubt
Whether all my dreams are just aimless stares
Looking off to some place that isn't there
When I'm thirty-two, will I be miserable
With everything around based on principle?
Will I have a clue?
Wouldn't it be nice
To never be alone in this wasted life?
We're wasted
No, no, no
We're all wasted
We're wasted
No, no
We're all wasted
We're wasted
We're all wasted
We're all wasted
No, no
We're all wasted
We're wasted
We're wasted
We're wasted
No, no
All wasted
Desperdiciados
Son las 2:45
El bebé toma su primer aliento
La madre nunca supo que solo le quedaban unos pocos
Y el padre recibe una llamada en medio de la noche
Su aliento se corta y su pecho se aprieta
Pero él tiene dieciséis y conduce demasiado rápido
Toma una curva a la izquierda
Sería su última
Nadie sabe qué pasaría si gira a la derecha
Nadie en el auto habría muerto esa noche
Pero él tiene treinta y dos e invencible
El cáncer que tenía, era visceral
Nunca lo vio venir
Pensó que tenía toda su vida
Enfermo por la mañana y murió por la noche
Pero todos estamos tan...
Estamos en la carrera
Pero estamos conscientes, oh, oh
Estamos desperdiciados
No, no, no
Todos estamos desperdiciados
Estamos desperdiciados
No, no
Todos estamos desperdiciados
Siete años
Tiene su bate en la mano
Busca a su padre
Y no entiende
Porque papá está muy ocupado
Tiene algunos tratos en camino
Su hijo se sienta solo mientras los niños juegan
Y tiene dieciocho
No podía esperar para mudarse
Sus padres se preguntan por qué tanta prisa
Nunca se molestaron con sus sueños
Solo pensando en los suyos
Se pregunta por qué no llama
Y por qué no le importa
Pero él tiene treinta y dos e invencible
Con todo lo que es basado en principios
Nunca tuvo un momento verdaderamente feliz en su vida
No quería a los niños
Y no quería a su esposa
Estamos desperdiciados
No, no, no
Todos estamos desperdiciados
Estamos desperdiciados
No, no
Todos estamos desperdiciados
Estamos desperdiciados
Todos estamos desperdiciados
Todos estamos desperdiciados
No, no
Todos estamos desperdiciados
Veintitrés ahora
Tiene su vida en sus manos
Mira a su alrededor
Y no entiende
Porque la vida está muy ocupada
Las cosas se interponen en el camino
Todos nos sentimos solos todos los días
Y tengo dieciocho
No podía esperar para mudarme
Han pasado cinco años y ahora comienzo a dudar
Si todos mis sueños son solo miradas sin rumbo
Mirando hacia algún lugar que no está ahí
Cuando tenga treinta y dos, ¿seré miserable?
¿Con todo a mi alrededor basado en principios?
¿Tendré una pista?
¿No sería agradable
Nunca estar solo en esta vida desperdiciada?
Estamos desperdiciados
No, no, no
Todos estamos desperdiciados
Estamos desperdiciados
No, no
Todos estamos desperdiciados
Estamos desperdiciados
Todos estamos desperdiciados
Todos estamos desperdiciados
No, no
Todos estamos desperdiciados
Estamos desperdiciados
Estamos desperdiciados
Estamos desperdiciados
No, no
Todos desperdiciados