Road is empty Desolate and tumbleweeds Pavement plenty Yellow line to hear my screams Trudging on Looking for someone to feel Setting sun Convincing me that this is real My Wasteland It's my wasteland Field is burning Smouldering and I can't breathe What's concerning Is I don't want your sweet relief Stumble on A thousand people with a prize Suddenly Surrounded by a crowd of lies My Wasteland It's my wasteland Devoid Empty Lifeless Vain Extinct