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letra de an american tragedy - zeke forever

i never asked you for sympathy, i’m not the boy in your made dreams
if i’m an american-type tragedy? where were you all when i fell? (fall fall fall)
faith disappeared, and it cut me deep. they all forgave, except for me
i’m good at holding grudges when it crushes me right down to my core

we’ve on our on path, and they steady wanna drag us down. but they have no idea
really no idea

please hold it and don’t let it go, they don’t evеn get to know
all the scars that it took for us to get hеre
all the nights that we’ve cried not wanting to be here
so, don’t tell me how to live my life
just because you think i’ve taken all of it in stride
it’s the secrets that we keep, just to keep the peace
now that’s the true american tragedy

i was crucified by year of ninth. with a fl!cked wrist i couldn’t deny
a little baby narcissist with a thick behind and that man saw nothing but trouble
all i wanted was a helping hand, he was nothing like a gentleman
used me up. cherry popped like a rubberband and i’m the one still disheveled
if i really had it my way, i’d seek justice and ease my pain
shoot him down. early visit to his grave
do it all just for my struggles
i’d do it with the biggest smile, cause i held that in for quite a while
he doesn’t know it, but he’s first on my list
it’s wild cause he’s blessed i’ve kept all my marbles
please hold it and don’t let it go, they don’t even get to know
all the scars that it took for us to get here
all the nights that we’ve cried not wanting to be here
so, don’t tell me how to live my life
just because you think i’ve taken all of it in stride
it’s the secrets that we keep, just to keep the peace
now that’s the true american tragedy

(maybe someone else?)
tell me baby how does it feel?
to be open and so surreal. they keep saying it’s in your mind, but i feel it all the time. (it doesn’t really ever go away)

please hold it and don’t let it go, they don’t even get to know
all the scars that it took for us to get here
all the nights that we’ve cried not wanting to be here
so, don’t tell me how to live my life
just because you think i’ve taken all of it in stride
it’s the secrets that we keep, just to keep the peace
now that’s the true american tragedy

- zeke forever

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