How To Measure Misery Lyrics

If you blow out your candles from your deathbed

If you hide your ring with each new affair

If the wagon wheels stuck in the tracts on your arm

If your American dream becomes a nightmare

Well please don't despair

Everything is revolving

We all get a share

Though the pieces are not equal

They all equal to one in the end

If your wild eyes grow soft in that cage

If you're nose diving on the plane

If you find your bed has become a park bench

If you're bottom feeding off the food chain

It's either pleasure or pain

Won't understand until the end

Of this blood soaked campaign

So if the reward is in the journey

Then why worry what ending bring

If the avalanche shares its blanket

If the gun's in your mouth there's no need to aim

If the peaceful march turns into a riot

If the padded room is the only place that's sane

Was never good at the quiet game

The dots connect as we collect

Every loss and every gain

So when the dust settles

All the pieces will fall into place

Because silence is only measured

Against the noise we make