Used - Poetic Tragedy Lyrics
The cup is not half empty as pescimists sayAs far as hes sees nothings left in the cupA whole cup full of nothing for him to induldgeSince the voice of ambition has long since been shut upA singer, a writer, hes not dreaming now of going nowhereHe gave heed to nothing, and all that he was....Is just a tragedySo he voyages in circlesSucceeds getting nowhereAnd submits to the substanceThat first got him thereThan in violent, frustration he cries out to God or just no oneIs there a point to this madness and all that he was....Is just a tragedyHe feels aloneHis heart in his handHes aloneHe feels aloneI feel....Then on that last day he breaksAnd he stood tallAnd he yelled... and he takes his life