American Tragedy (The)
Twila
Everything's a fearReality at bestHow do you escapeWhat you've learnedTo live withIs it an act of graceTo try and erase who you areI guess that that dependsDepends who you've becomeSome self righteous scumLooking out for number oneOr maybe just like youAnd all your self abuseTwila you don't look the same no moreYou were so beautifulYou were a paintingA single perfect portrait of lifeNow you'll never flyHow will you live your lifeWill you from line to lineIn search of the drugOf the one that keeps you upOr the one that puts you outLetras de cancionesAnd down for the countYou say "ImpossibleIt won't be that way"What makes you differentAnd so damn quick to sayAre you immune to thisAre you Jesus Christ
From Letras Mania