The Used - Poetic Tragedy (Album Version)歌词
下载《Poetic Tragedy (Album Version)文本歌词》The Used - Poetic Tragedy
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 no where
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
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 like
I feel
Then on that last day he breaks
and he stood tall
then he yelled, then he yelled
Then in violent frustration
he cries out to God or just no one
is there a point to this madness
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 no where
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
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 like
I feel
Then on that last day he breaks
and he stood tall
then he yelled, then he yelled
Then in violent frustration
he cries out to God or just no one
is there a point to this madness
Poetic Tragedy (Album Version)LRC歌词
下载《Poetic Tragedy (Album Version)LRC歌词》[ti:Poetic Tragedy] [ar:The Used] [al:The Used] [00:-0.50]The Used - Poetic Tragedy [00:11.09] [00:15.09]The cup is not half empty as pessimists say [00:25.69]as far as he sees nothing's left in the cup [00:36.22]A whole cup full of nothing for him to indulge [00:46.97]since the voice of ambition has long since been shut up [00:55.51] [00:57.88]A singer, a writer, [01:03.19]he's not dreaming now of going no where [01:08.12]he gave heed to nothing [01:13.76]and all that he was is just a tragedy [01:18.90] [01:19.28]So he voyages in circles succeeds getting nowhere [01:29.21]and submits to the substance [01:32.68]that first got him there, there, there, there [01:39.59] [01:40.87]Then in violent frustration [01:45.90]he cries out to God or just no one [01:51.19]is there a point to this madness [01:56.59]and all that he was is just a tragedy [02:02.72]He feels alone [02:08.65]His heart in his hand [02:10.67]He's alone [02:13.32]He feels like [02:18.62]I feel [02:22.66] [02:26.13]Then on that last day he breaks [02:36.76]and he stood tall [02:39.97]then he yelled, then he yelled [02:46.40]Then in violent frustration [02:53.13]he cries out to God or just no one [02:58.03]is there a point to this madness [03:03.69]and all that he was is just a tragedy [03:11.32]