"faces of tragedy"

ooh
haven't written in so long
ooh ooh
so i give you a song


she's great
the first smiles on my face
in such a long time
along the fucked up road
my slight happiness showed
she might be the hurricane
that could tear this road to pieces


new york city made me sick
i felt like i was engulfed in it
constant noise and stress all around me
that's the one place where i never could be


this is the vacation from hell
i know my family all too well
we're at each other's throats
once again
the vacation croaks



ohhh
too many emotions
all at one time in my head
ohhh
going through the motions
losing all sleep in my bed



ooh she dumped him
ooh she dumped me
imbalance whenever i leave this town
and she said she'd be there when i got back
honesty, honesty is what the world lacks


i still can't understand why
everything was now
when i went away
everything went astray


soon to see a best friend
432 becomes zero
soon to see another friend
Who's supposedly the hero
and i'll be listening to everything He has to say
and maybe i'll survive another day


sun poisoning
on my body and in my mind
the sun has killed me again
as has it many men
the casualties shall be enormous


the statue of "liberty"
is slowly turning black
metaphorically
and literally
the pollution in the air has slowly turned the Lady black
and there’s never a way to bring the Lady back
the state of "liberty"
what liberty does it stand for?
it used to be the symbol of freedom
now this country has changed freedom into death


ohhh
too many emotions
all at one time in my head
ohhh
going through the motions
losing all sleep in my bed
ohhh
all these building up
because i haven't written in so long
ohhh
so ladies and gentlemen
i give you a song




432 becomes zero

she again becomes imaginary

the road has widened

and i've decided

i'm not proud of the USA

the sun has gotten to me
on my mind and body it will show
all the problems all at once
where the fuck am i to go?


my best bet says
that in a few days it all won't matter
but maybe this time i can't let go
because i had fallen faster
and deeper than i had been in the past
everything is what i lack
no way to bring it back
to serve and protect
we are supposed to be like
then why is the country scared of the fight
i don't think i'm coming back
everything is what i lack


i crash
i crash
everything is what i lack
i crash
i crash


ran the red light
i got hit
doing 90
no speed limit
this was a cadillac
the size of a mountain
it just widened my road
and threw me off my path
made my rear view clearer
and shattered my windshield
now my front is nearer
i always knew
how to exit the interstate
but no one to run to
i thought you might be it
but after a week you threw a fit
life's tragedy is so harmonic
and life itself is so ironic...