[Verse 1]
The cup is not half empty as pessimists say
As far as he sees nothing's left in the cup
A whole cup full of nothing for him to indulge
Since the voice of ambition has long since been shut up

[Chorus 1]
A singer, a writer
Days lost, and he’s dreaming
He gave heed to nothing
Dreamin'

[Verse 2]
So he voyages in circles, succeeds getting nowhere
And submits to the substance that first got him there
There, there, there

[Chorus 2]
In violent frustration
He cries out to no one
Point to this madness
But days, days, days

[Bridge]
And on that last day he breaks
Stood tall, and hе yelled
And he yеlled...
[Outro]
Why, world?
Why, world? Why?
Bye! (Hate you!)
Hate you! (Goodbye!)
Bye, world! (Goodbye!)
It changed his life! (His life!)
Changed his life! (Life!)
His life!