Text Písně: Poetic Tragedy - The Used

The cup is not half empty as pessimists say
As far as he's sees, nothing's left in the cup
A whole cup full of nothing for him to indulge
Since the voice of ambition has long since been shut up

A singer, a writer, he's not dreaming now of going nowhere
He gave heed to nothing, and all that he was....
Is just a tragedy

So he voyages in circles
Succeeds getting nowhere
And submits to the substance
That first got him there

Then in violent, frustration, he cries out to God or just no one
Is there a point to this madness and all that he was....
Is just a tragedy

He feels alone
His heart in his hand
He's alone
He feels alone
I feel....

Then on that last day he breaks
And he stood tall
And he yelled... and he takes his life

Další písničky hudební skupiny The Used:

The Used - Buried Myself Alive
The Used - Box Full Of Sharp Objects
The Used - Blue And Yellow
The Used - Greener With The Scenery
The Used - Noise And Kisses

Předchozí písničky hudební skupiny The Used:

The Used - A Box Full Of Sharp Objects
The Used - Blood on my hands
The Used - Empty with you
The Used - Born to quit
The Used - Kissing you goodbye