Wasteland from Y U by Antun Opic

I was born in a land
Wish I just - I could leave it
I was raised in a land
Drinking blood, eating bones

I raise my girl
I already see those dollar sings in her eye
But I pretend
To be blind

Though I know she will regret that
I know she’ll have a bad time
Paying all my debts

I was born in a land
Wish I just - I could leave it
Raised in a land
Drinking oil, eating gold

I raise my boy
In a world without a butterfly on the lawn
He can’t make a fire
But sure uses my phone

And I know he will regret that
I know I will regret I will regret that
I know he will regret
I know he’ll have a bad time
Ooh such a bad bad bad time
Paying all my debts
Come on

This is a wasteland
This is a dead end
French fries, Super Bowl
Does not feed your soul
This is a wasteland
This is a dead end
This is waste
Land

We’re bound to go down
I say we’re bound to go down
We’re bound to go down
We’re bound to
To go to go
Down
Down
Alright
We’ll go down
Down down down down down

• Folk
• Rock
• blues
• singer-songwriter
• songwriter
• Munich