Auto-Tragic written in 2015 for Keystone Garden
Another empty hits the trash
The sun will soon begin to rise
The lightweights have all gone to bed
KG just opened another case of brew
The metal is still pumping
The girls are all gone
The kings of their own world
The fools of their own demise
Every party is the same as the last
Expecting all of the magic
Losing touch with reality fast
Life is becoming Auto-Tragic
Like a self fulfilling prophecy