Tragedies May Come and Tragedies May Go (But Anxiety Is Forever)
A step into an extremely fearful watershed of sorrow
Soaked down until your head starts to yield
Crushed for a second
But the moment you're free you beg desperately for more
Shocked by the news of a dear friend's decease
"Everything is finished, now I'm diseased", but you
Know that deep down your heart you're deceived
Thinking that everything's done. No, it
Will never heal beyond the scar, it will torment you until you follow as well
Thinking that you'll be the next you fear, your future will turn to stone, but in
Truth, you don't think you deserve all of this, you've escaped many other straws
You know your time is coming through, a damage you won't repair
Down into the dried stream of hopes forlorn
Abandoned like dreams
Tragedies may come and tragedies may go
But nothing else counts much, because
Anxiety is forever and you can do nothing
To prevent you from following the course
Of the stream, you counted on its water
Now you're thirsty beyond control, you let it go
Your story is very close to mine, I was on the verge of suicidal stare
One day I discovered all of that was nonsense, I fought to get through hell
I used to thrive in shrines that were strong on words
But revealed solitude and despair, you see
Nothing is like confidence with friends, especially when they get dead, but it
All goes to down to whom you believe
Images may be friends but one day they will disappear
From the screen and you'll find yourself losing the will to live, so why
Don't you go outside and try casual sex?
You may be fortunate and find a true friend
When you'll get worried about its health, anxiety will reap you dead
Down into the dried stream of hopes forlorn
Abandoned like dreams
Tragedies may come and tragedies may go
But nothing else counts much, because
Anxiety is forever and you can do nothing
To prevent you from following the course
Of the stream, you counted on its water
Now you're thirsty beyond control, you let it go
Don't say you weren't warned.
Soaked down until your head starts to yield
Crushed for a second
But the moment you're free you beg desperately for more
Shocked by the news of a dear friend's decease
"Everything is finished, now I'm diseased", but you
Know that deep down your heart you're deceived
Thinking that everything's done. No, it
Will never heal beyond the scar, it will torment you until you follow as well
Thinking that you'll be the next you fear, your future will turn to stone, but in
Truth, you don't think you deserve all of this, you've escaped many other straws
You know your time is coming through, a damage you won't repair
Down into the dried stream of hopes forlorn
Abandoned like dreams
Tragedies may come and tragedies may go
But nothing else counts much, because
Anxiety is forever and you can do nothing
To prevent you from following the course
Of the stream, you counted on its water
Now you're thirsty beyond control, you let it go
Your story is very close to mine, I was on the verge of suicidal stare
One day I discovered all of that was nonsense, I fought to get through hell
I used to thrive in shrines that were strong on words
But revealed solitude and despair, you see
Nothing is like confidence with friends, especially when they get dead, but it
All goes to down to whom you believe
Images may be friends but one day they will disappear
From the screen and you'll find yourself losing the will to live, so why
Don't you go outside and try casual sex?
You may be fortunate and find a true friend
When you'll get worried about its health, anxiety will reap you dead
Down into the dried stream of hopes forlorn
Abandoned like dreams
Tragedies may come and tragedies may go
But nothing else counts much, because
Anxiety is forever and you can do nothing
To prevent you from following the course
Of the stream, you counted on its water
Now you're thirsty beyond control, you let it go
Don't say you weren't warned.
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Writer(s): Gerolamo Cherubini
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