Days of Nothing

[00:23.06] Stained glass
[00:25.67] And funny masks
[00:28.25] All the people dancing
[00:33.56] Blurry tracings
[00:36.30] And painted faces
[00:38.97] All the people fighting in the streets
[00:44.33] Massacre
[00:46.80] And amateur adult films
[00:49.97] All the people fucking
[00:52.85] Too fast to make it last
[00:57.02] He said "you're the best"
[00:59.40] But when you close your eyes
[01:02.35] Picture your lover from the past
[01:26.81] Too good to be true
[01:29.47] Too sad to be cool
[01:32.21] We painted our world the darkest shades of blue
[01:37.36] You think I'm composed
[01:40.18] I am I suppose
[01:42.99] But nobody knows about when the doors close
[01:49.17] Red eyes, and white lies
[01:53.50] All the people forgetting their
[01:59.33] Tall tales, and epic failures
[02:04.41] But all the children imagining
[02:09.51] Sunny days, a loving gaze
[02:14.68] The rose parade on Vine St. today
[02:20.30] All the people cry to remember
[02:52.05] Too good to be true
[02:54.75] Too sad to be cool
[02:57.55] We painted our world the darkest shades of blue
[03:02.65] You think I'm composed
[03:05.68] I am I suppose
[03:08.32] But nobody knows about when the doors close
[03:13.92] Too good to be true
[03:16.23] Too sad to be cool
[03:18.98] We painted our world the darkest shades of blue
[03:24.23] You think I'm composed
[03:26.90] I am I suppose
[03:29.62] But nobody knows about
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