123 acessos
Breathing in the dark, lying on its side
The ruins of the day paint you with a star
And the more it straightens out, the less it wants to try
Your feelings start to rot, one week at a time
Forgiving who you are or what you stand to change
Just know that if you hide, it doesn’t go away
When you look out ahead, they’ve seen you standing for a lie
All is shown on the stage, my little dark age
Seeing what’s that like
The carvings on the fish say they find it hard
And the religions fail to know the limits of disguise
Their heroes not the same coming from denial
I keep standing on the stereo starts screaming
You know that if you hide, it doesn’t go away
If I get out of hand, you’ll see me standing for a lie
All is shown on the stage, my little dark age
I keep the stereo, the stereo starts screaming
You know that if you hide, it doesn’t go away
If you get out of hand, you’ll see me standing for a lie
Mortified, turn the page, my little dark age
Of singing from the guns
I know my friends and I will all return as one
If you get out of hand, you’ll see us having
All the rage, my little dark age
I keep the stereo, the stereo starts screaming
You know that if you hide, it doesn’t go away
If you get out of hand, you’ll see me standing for a lie
All the rage, my little dark age
Turn the page, my little dark age