Red Cup Red Cup, colorless backdrop
Just filled with water as its poured with the last drop.
Red Cup, Red Cup all packed with water
But the Red cup gets picked up and cracks at the bottom.
Red Cup, Red Cup, but black and white all around
The man holds it up and a drop falls to the ground.
That drop that drop, like a slow motion  flood
Is thrown to the ground with an ominous thud.
Red cup, Red Cup, now past its peak fullness
As the man sheds a tear for his entire life’s dullness.

The electrical energy that powers a city
Fridges, happy songs, and lighting so pretty.
That same electricity that powers our lives, can destroy a home in the blink of an eye.
A bolt of electricity thrusts through the sky. The home is destroyed, they’re lucky to be alive.
Is it better to feel pain than nothing at all?
Is it worth the tears of rain that inevitably fall?
The lightning has struck and only a drizzle remains.
The home is now ******, and they’re left sizzled with disdain.
But had they not built that house, in fear of regression,
they would have been left in a life of sorrow and depression.
They will cry, they will mourn, they will ***** and they will scorn,
But when the sun rises tomorrow there will be no more storm.
They’ll reset, they’ll rebuild, better than ever before.

All I ever wanted was to be a simple man.
Simple house, simple family, and work as hard as I can.
How come a calm life has become so complicated?
A time when technology takes tops over trees is discombobulated.
We leave behind the leaves and we take drugs to help us sleep,
The lonely anxiety of society that tugs us runs so deep.
Gone are the days when we just strive to survive,
But where are the days when we thrive while we’re alive?
I say just do you and keep it as simple as you can
Get a job, find a girl, or if you’d rather, date a man.
Life might be confusing but at least we’re all still free,
And a life of which I’m choosing sounds like happiness to me.