Matt Tichon Band - Wasted Space

Trip it with me down the hole through the seam
Where it's coast time simple and free
A word is the truth and the news of the youth
Is an upscale learning disease
The sun was proud today
No real need for shade
And this day isn't shaped by some suits with cigars
Corporate's fallings and lawyers dissolved
Nobody's stressed
Have no regrets
This is the land of the free

It's safe to say
This wasted space
Is nothing more than laughing fictional disgrace
A jaded take
Of what this world perceives as heaven
Can it wait
The pearly gates
Better late than never seen
Between the grates
I know someday
We'll all be one the same

Cable that feeds all it's what do you need
And it's spoon-fed smack for the teeth
Talking for fun and this tape's number one
Was a book once but then who reads

The radio today
Plays just who has paid
And the day here is shaped by the suits and cigars
Corporate's call and the lawyers remark
Painfully stressed
Have no regrets
Biting the hand that it feeds
It's safe to say
This wasted space
Is nothing more than laughing fictional disgrace
A jaded take
Of what the world perceives as heaven
Can it wait
The pearly gates
Better late than never seen
Between the grates
I know someday

It's safe to say
This wasted space
Is nothing more than laughing fictional disgrace
A jaded take
Of what we may perceive as heaven
Can it wait
The pearly gates
Better late than never seen
Between the grates
I know someday
We'll all be one the same

Written by:
Matt Tichon

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