Tragic Ain't FunnyA Poem by Karina LongoLyrics.Damaged bones and cracked muscles Whining to survive to another worthless movement The bedridden pray for the miracle of routine Don’t you go and wrap hope in false expectations At least the TV sells the same lies To everybody, so openly Tragic ain’t funny, honey We all use each other like corrupt bank accounts Tragic ain’t funny, honey Empty wallets, break our hearts Choose fire instead of love Flames and wounds straight to the point The young and tormented freeze and stand still, Their bodies just a piece of baby beef Minds running a thousand miles away from survival plans In chains and praying for the end of all that is real Tragic ain’t funny, honey We all use each other like bank accounts Tragic ain’t funny, honey Empty wallets, they break our hearts And I don’t ever want to touch contentment again Blessed be the truths no one wants to tell to us And I don’t ever want to be aware or make sense I am married to my own solitude Waiting for the children of monogamy, sweet monogamy But tragic ain’t funny, honey We all want to live inside reversed nightmares Tragic ain’t funny, everybody’s got a broken mind Or a broken heart A broken heart
© 2011 Karina LongoAuthor's Note
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11 Reviews Added on August 21, 2011 Last Updated on August 22, 2011 AuthorKarina LongoFurther Away, SomewhereAboutMore about me: Music I like: Manic Street Preachers. Depeche Mode. Chris Cornell. Soundgarden. Smashing Pumpkins. Suede. Pulp. Oasis. The Clash. Tears for Fears. Stereophonics. John Lennon. Da.. more..Writing
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