Hedonistic Wasteland

Questioning my legacy
As I traverse this hedonistic wasteland
When I’m gone, will my loved ones tell my story
Or be grateful that its come to an end
Come to an end
How did I end up here, this hedonistic wasteland
How did I end up here, this hedonistic wasteland
My only property is no man’s land
So I stake my claim on every single grain of sand
That slides the hour glass of time
But as time slips though my fingers I find no peace of mind
How did I end up here, this hedonistic wasteland
This hedonistic wasteland
When I’m gone, will my loved ones tell my story
Or be grateful that its come to an end
How did I end up here, this hedonistic wasteland