Poetry For The Poets

[Verse 1]
You wave hello to the blind
Give your word, take a bribe
Lend a hand, adding arms in time
The cure is worse
Than the pain inside

[Verse 2]
You feed the poor with a sigh
Empathize when you're high
Open doors, but the room is mine
The cure is worse
Than the pain inside

[Hook]
This is the morning after
We live the morning after

[Verse 3]
Save a soul, take a life
There is more safety in numbness
Save your breath from the world outside
The cure is worse
Than the pain inside

[Hook]
This is the morning after
We live the morning after
This is the morning after
We live the morning after