Art imitates, the world they say
Or maybe that's the wrong way round.
Whatever the case, we will worship
Those who've gone to ground.

I'm suffering, they always say
Cry out into the careless world
And only when they're gone do we
Ever seem to hear them.

This tragedy needs an ending
For you to even see it's there
The tragic vies for your attention
But you don't even see it's there.

This tragedy needs an ending
For you to even see it's there.
The tragic searches for the answers
But you don't even seem to care.

There's beauty in a life decayed
For those who're not laid low by pain
When it that state you'll find
Some respite when
You speak your mind

I'm suffering, you'll want to say
Cry out into the careless world
And only when you're gone will they
Ever want to hear you.

This tragedy needs an ending
For you to even see it's there
The tragic vies for your affection
But you don't even see it's there.

This tragedy needs an ending
For you to even see it's there.
The tragic searches for solutions
But you don't even seem to care.
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Beautiful Self-Destruction Lyrics

The Descenters – Beautiful Self-Destruction Lyrics