the cup is not half empty as pessimists say
These songs pretty much sum up how I'm feeling lately. Some of them you can adapt to whatever, but they explain almost exactly how I feel....and that's kind of a relief...
THE USED LYRICS
"Poetic Tragedy"
the cup is not half empty as pessimists say
as far as he's sees nothings left in the cup
a whole cup full of nothing for him to induldge
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
than 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
"Blue And Yellow"
and it's all in how you mix the two
and it starts just where the light exists
it's a feeling that you cannot miss
and it burns a hole through everyone that feels it
well you're never gonna find it
if you're looking for it
won't come your way
well you'll never find it
if you're looking for it
should've done something but I've done it enough
by the way your hands were shaking
rather waste some time with you
and you never would have thought in the end
how amazing it feels just to live again
it's a feeling that you cannot miss
it burns a hole through everyone that feels it
well you're never gonna find it
if you're looking for it
won't come your way
well you'll never find it
if you're looking for it
should've done something but I've done it enough
by the way your hands were shaking
rather waste some time with you
should've said something but I've said it enough
by the way my words were faded
rather waste some time with you
should've done something but I've done it enough
by the way your hands were shaking
rather waste my time with you
should've said something but I've said it enough
by the way my words were faded
rather waste my time with you
should've done something but I've done it enough
by the way your hands were shaking
rather waste some time with you
waste some time with you...[ad libs]
"Light With A Sharpened Edge"
Free from the torment of sin
All this I'm giving up
Much as the sun would decide to give in
Explode into orange
And hear all the voices sing praise with hymns
Mark the birth of a change
Free from the torment of sin
All this I'm giving up
It's not me
Buried wreckage my soul
It's not me so who am I now
Over and over again
Light with a sharpened edge
Cut through the black empty space we call sky
Beginning the cycle that stays
And I know in my heart we all die
Like the day and the night
Like the sun in the sky
All this I'm giving up
It's not me
Buried wreckage my soul
It's not me so who am I now?
Is there another side?
Beyond the black and the white
Place I could meet you by
A place on the other side
I'll let you know when I go
When I'm gone
It's not me
Buried wreckage my soul
It's not me so who am I now?