Breathing in the dark lying on its side
The ruins of the day painted with a scar
And the more I straighten out the less it wants to try
The feelings start to rot one wink at a time
oh forgiving who you are for what you stand to gaine
Just know that if you hide it doesn’t go away
When you get out of bed don’t end up stranded
Horrified with each stone on the stage my little dark age
Picking through the cards knowing what’s nearby
The carvings on the face say they find it hard
And the engine’s failed again all limits of disguise
The humor’s not the same coming from denial
Oh I grieve in stereo the stereo sounds strange
I know that if you hide it doesn’t go away
If you get out of bed and find me standing all alone
Open-eyed burn the page my little dark age
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