I wrote this song in my teenage years in a time where I was confronted with drug abuse, addiction and death. I haven't sung it in many years since one of the last times I played it to someone on the way to wasteland this person was hit so badly that he had to trow up. Which was clearly the most intense reaction to my music I ever got. 

Today that song came to me again because I had to play it to someone as a warning and it was the only way to get delivered what I really wanted to say. In this moment I realized that this song had been a warning to myself back then. Not to fall for wastelands curse. As if I was channeling the voice of addiction and it said: Don't go there! It's a trap!
And I somehow came to think this epic thought: Maybe this song saved my life. 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k7B1ETnbzJc

If life's not worth living anymore
and desperate thoughts come knocking at your door
when you're begging for salvation from this task
Oh I know just where to go and who to ask

Come with me we're gonna buy some emptiness
Come with me I'm gonna make you forget
Giving up is just as easy as it seems
if you don't care about what is fake and what is real

Welcome to wasteland
Here is what you've been asking for
We have forgotten the word future
Couldn't use it anymore

Lie down in wasteland
because we know how it feels
to be lonely to be wasted
Come and share your broken dreams

Life is just the price you have to pay
but it seems to be quite cheap for you today
Giving up is just another way of life
when all your hope is gone you can't survive the fight

But if once you've come with us to fly away
If you come down again
You'll have to stay

Welcome to wasteland
We got the cure for all your pain
If there is nothing but the real world
we prefer to go insane

Lie down in wasteland
and soon you'll know how it feels
to be numb like your cold hands
and to forget just how to dream

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*This video is part of my own personal onetake challenge. I want to let go of perfection. I first struggled to post it but in the end the blackout and the broken notes felt somehow fitting...*