Short Lived Golden Age. Songtext
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Living a short lived golden age
where all we say is paraphrased
where our shadows reflect youth
delightful moments can't be traced
but they're held captive in my ribcage
i might never let them loose
GOD AWFUL NEWS
We are no longer the main act
where all we say is paraphrased
where our shadows reflect youth
delightful moments can't be traced
but they're held captive in my ribcage
i might never let them loose
GOD AWFUL NEWS
We are no longer the main act
we're tourists and we lack a map
oh be a dear and refill my flask
i want to blackout
just to avoid these harsh events
where i am part of the past tense
where my name don't mean a thing
oh worthlessness
I had my silver
i had my gold and my billfold
but i never felt whole
I don't regret a thing I've done or spent
the people that I've lost I've forgotten
but anywho...
GOD AWFUL NEWS
We are no longer the main act
were tourists and we lack a map
oh be a dear and refill my flask i want to black out
just to avoid these harsh events
where i am part of the past tense
where my name don't mean a thing
oh worthlessness.
oh be a dear and refill my flask
i want to blackout
just to avoid these harsh events
where i am part of the past tense
where my name don't mean a thing
oh worthlessness
I had my silver
i had my gold and my billfold
but i never felt whole
I don't regret a thing I've done or spent
the people that I've lost I've forgotten
but anywho...
GOD AWFUL NEWS
We are no longer the main act
were tourists and we lack a map
oh be a dear and refill my flask i want to black out
just to avoid these harsh events
where i am part of the past tense
where my name don't mean a thing
oh worthlessness.
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