2 acessos
They say the neighborhood has really gone to hell
I'll give that g' n' r ep a spin for you again
Ella sang: "things ain't like they used to be"
Some will say this ain't punk rock 'cause we're in different keys
The thing is that first love, is hard to let go of,
Like anything worth fighting for
And rosy retrospection is like an eye infection, it blurs
We put up statues for the past
The take the facts out of context
It's a mirage we're led astray
By myths of long gone better days
They say the city's dead, there's nowhere left to go
Remember how we used to never ever take it slow
You say I don't look at you like I once did
What about the nights we spent together in madrid
The sense of unity in a community, joined to pray for men at war
Is now what most sticks out we leave the bad parts out and it clouds
We put up statues for the past
The take the facts out of context
It's a mirage we're led astray
By myths of long gone better days
Was everything better back when
Everything was worse, is indifference
To what we have to blame at all
What we lose means more than what we procure
We put up statues for the past
The take the facts out of context
It's a mirage we're led astray
By myths of long gone better days