[00:14.000]The cup is not half empty as pessimists say
[00:25.500]As far as he's sees, nothing's left in the cup
[00:36.000]A whole cup full of nothing for him to indulge
[00:46.000]Since the voice of ambition has long since been shut up
[00:57.000]A singer, a writer,
[01:03.000]He's not dreaming now of going nowhere
[01:08.000]He gave heed to nothing
[01:14.000]And all that he was....
[01:17.000]Is just a tragedy
[01:19.000]So he voyages in circles
[01:22.000]Succeeds getting nowhere
[01:30.000]And submits to the substance
[01:32.500]That first got him there
[01:41.000]Then in violent, frustration,
[01:45.000]He cries out to God or just no one
[01:50.000]Is there a point to this madness
[01:56.500]And all that he was....
[01:58.000]Is just a tragedy
[02:02.000]He feels alone
[02:08.000]His heart in his hand
[02:10.000]He's alone
[02:13.000]He feels alone
[02:19.000]I feel....
[02:27.000]Then on that last day he breaks
[02:36.000]And he stood tall
[02:40.000]Then he yelled, and he yelled
[02:46.000](why world)
[02:47.000]Violent frustration(why world)
[02:52.000]He cries out to God or just no one(hate you, hate you)
[02:58.000]Is there a point to this madness(bye world)
[03:03.000]And all that he was is just a tragedy