Tayne – Wasted Lyrics

Avant-Garde

Swim through each moment
Alluded thoughts of you
When tension keeps growing
Attractions, pure and true

So let me in
And crawl on your skin
Relive each sin, again

Feels deep and spasms
We push to taste the fruit
With pulling and thrusting
Our actions became bruised

So fucked ourselves
Our pride is all that's left
Undress our mess
What's left

It's wasted
Wasted lust
It's wasted
Wasted lust

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck

Wasted lust
Wasted lust
Wasted
Wasted lust

It's wasted lust
Wasted lust
Wasted
Wasted lust

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck

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