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Poetic Tragedy (Album Edit) - The Used
The cup is not half empty as pessimists say

As far as he 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, there, there, there

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 yelled

Why
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