The End...Tis Rising In Squares

What do you get when you build up your walls
And you find that the pieces don't match up?
You will see as they grow up tall
The higher you go the farther you fall

Tetris!

Why do we feel the overpowering need to
Fight these incongruities?
Seems to me we'll continue the struggle
In this way eternally

When you wake from the american dream
And find you no longer fit the mold
Suddenly you're dead to the world
And you've been left out in the cold

When you think you've won
You will disappear
And when you are wrong
You will be dead and gone