Chris Vrenna - Overneath the Path of Misery lyrics

And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty d**h. Out, out, brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player That struts and frets his hour upon the stage And then is heard no more: it is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury Signifying nothing Stare into my Kodak Rome Jack-hammer ice eyes I never thought you'd see the Asphalt crack, crack, crack like black eggshell Don't ever say I never warned you from the start Don't ever say I never warned you from the start You're not a shovel and I'm not your dirt Is there any way to unswallow my pride? Can I f** myself down? Why die, when you can k** the father? Dad is missing an ‘e' No Macbeth confessed Oedipus No longer present tense No Macbeth confessed Oedipus No longer present tense No no no no no reason High and overneath, High and overneath I won't regret letting you live Even if you forgot what you never saved me from So I say ‘whatever' or fornever For for for for for fornever ‘whatever' The Rape of Persephone was choreographed by all the wrong Greeks The Rape of Persephone was a marketing scheme Rape rape rape per so phony High and overneath, High and overneath Overneath, overneath, overblown, unbeloved, cannot be low Overneath, overneath, overblown, unbeloved, cannot be low From the top of my lungs to the bottom of my heart I scream at the chasm in between And the path of misery High and overneath High and overneath No no no no no reason