Don't Expect Much (It's Worse Than You Think)

Running through the frigid streets
As rain slowly soaks the ground
My soul is gone, I can't be saved
Lost, never to be found

They push and pull, my seams are split
I swear they're trying to choke me out!
They won't see me, I'm sweeping in
To drown out this pain and sound!

So can I get
Three Cheers! For the beaten
Three Cheers! For the feared
Three Cheers! For the father
Who pushes him closer, year to year
Three Cheers! For the torment
Three Cheers! The pain, it sears
Three Cheers! There's a fire
That burns away these quiet tears

Mama threatened papa
To get the focus turned away from the gun
Papa cracks his knuckles, sick and grinning
Growling, this will be fun

It comes to blows, now Mama screams
Go boy! You gotta get out!
It's gone too far, the voices scream
To shove the barrel into his mouth!

So can I get
Three Cheers! For the wicked
Three Cheers! To end it here
Three Cheers! For the father
Who pushed him closer, year to year
Three Cheers! For the victims
Three Cheers! Embrace the fear
Three Cheers! For the loathing
That forces forth these angry tears!

Three Cheers, For the headstone
Three Cheers, For Mother dear
Three Cheers, I've been so empty
With you away these seven years

I will succumb
To my demons!
My demise
The time is near!
I feel so numb
My mind has faded!
Shrieks and Screams
Still fill the air!

Three Cheers! The fog is lifting
Three Cheers! The answer's clear
Three Cheers! For the bullet
To sever pain, and end these tears (end these tears)