Song Of Shame

(album: The Things We Carry - 2006)

Let me tell you a story about the man who loved to play with fire
He's the backfired rocketship, he's the seed that never splits
Some trees just cant bloom... they'll never
Born in a life of opportunity with every chance to excel
Instead took his fucking chances with the cheapest goddamn thrills
He'd do anything, he'd take anything for a moments satisfaction
Sweet seconds of pleasure could never measure to his agonizing life
Of addiction

In the dark night, he tries to remember a future so bright
"It won't happen to me
It won't happen to me
It won't happen to me"
That's what they always fucking say

The man who thinks hes-above misery and hurt and harm and pain
Is the main who lives his life tightly bound as a slave in chains
In chains
In chains
In chains of a neverending abyss
In chains of an artificial bliss
And he lives just like a slave
For giving his life away for nothing