American Tragedy
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5:6:If God was real-
5:7:then my face would be blue,
5:8:Then I don't need to walk 5 miles to school
While other students are rolling in their summer red corvettes
Why is it
That we must pay
For others mistakes?
Why does this world hurt us,
Make us distrustful?
What happened to the days
When a person could walk down the street,
with a tragedy like this,
the heart can't find peace
the days pile on
and you try to move on
no one can understand why
you just have to comply
with a tragedy like this
a lot is amiss
We look up and see nothing but sky
Blue, Bright, Clear
The galaxy beyond is a dream within a dream
A world eclipsed in light
As we climb towards the edge of the overwhelming darkness
