400 days since I last saw your face it seems that time and dreams have become enemies
The months have turned to wasted days and sleepless nights and looking back these dreams are all the same
So what's the point in trying if I never really tried?
And what's the point in lying if I've already died?
These memories discarded long ago
And now they've left me alone
I've got no motivation
Just this inebriation yeah
Woah oh woah oh
How many times could I be wrong
So sick and tired for so long
Woah oh woah oh
It's 9 o'clock on Friday night and the TV looks the same
I've got nothing, no one, 40 ounces to my name
Last night I dreamt that you were here with me
But 5am came much to soon and stole you away
So what's the point in trying if I've already tried?
And what's the point in crying if I've already died?
The rainy nights alone only remind me of home
I've got no self respect
I'm losing self control
I've got no motivation
Just this inebriation yeah
Woah oh woah oh
How many times could I be wrong
So sick and tired for so long
Woah oh woah oh
I've got no motivation
Just this inebriation yeah
Woah oh woah oh
How many times could I be wrong
So sick and tired for so long
Woah oh woah oh
I've got no motivation
Just this inebriation yeah
Woah oh woah oh
How many times could I be wrong
So sick and tired for so long
Woah oh woah oh
Seventeen Excuses - Wasted Days and Sleepless Nights Lyrics
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400 days since I last saw your face it seems that time and dreams have become enemies
The months have turned to wasted days and sleepless nights and looking back these dreams are all the same
So what's the point in trying if I never really tried?
And what's the point in lying if I've already died?
These memories discarded long ago
And now they've left me alone
I've got no motivation
Just this inebriation yeah
Woah oh woah oh
How many times could I be wrong
So sick and tired for so long
Woah oh woah oh
It's 9 o'clock on Friday night and the TV looks the same
I've got nothing, no one, 40 ounces to my name
Last night I dreamt that you were here with me
But 5am came much to soon and stole you away
So what's the point in trying if I've already tried?
And what's the point in crying if I've already died?
The rainy nights alone only remind me of home
I've got no self respect
I'm losing self control
I've got no motivation
Just this inebriation yeah
Woah oh woah oh
How many times could I be wrong
So sick and tired for so long
Woah oh woah oh
I've got no motivation
Just this inebriation yeah
Woah oh woah oh
How many times could I be wrong
So sick and tired for so long
Woah oh woah oh
I've got no motivation
Just this inebriation yeah
Woah oh woah oh
How many times could I be wrong
So sick and tired for so long
Woah oh woah oh
The months have turned to wasted days and sleepless nights and looking back these dreams are all the same
So what's the point in trying if I never really tried?
And what's the point in lying if I've already died?
These memories discarded long ago
And now they've left me alone
I've got no motivation
Just this inebriation yeah
Woah oh woah oh
How many times could I be wrong
So sick and tired for so long
Woah oh woah oh
It's 9 o'clock on Friday night and the TV looks the same
I've got nothing, no one, 40 ounces to my name
Last night I dreamt that you were here with me
But 5am came much to soon and stole you away
So what's the point in trying if I've already tried?
And what's the point in crying if I've already died?
The rainy nights alone only remind me of home
I've got no self respect
I'm losing self control
I've got no motivation
Just this inebriation yeah
Woah oh woah oh
How many times could I be wrong
So sick and tired for so long
Woah oh woah oh
I've got no motivation
Just this inebriation yeah
Woah oh woah oh
How many times could I be wrong
So sick and tired for so long
Woah oh woah oh
I've got no motivation
Just this inebriation yeah
Woah oh woah oh
How many times could I be wrong
So sick and tired for so long
Woah oh woah oh
Writer: Nate Kuning
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