… 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-oh, forgiving who you are, for what you stand to gain 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-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 … I grieve in stereo, the stereo sounds strange You know that if it hides, it doesn't go away If I get out of bed, you'll see me standing all alone Horrified on the stage, my little dark age … Giddy with delight, seeing what's to come … The image of the dead, dead ends in my mind … Policemen swear to God, love seeping from their guns I know my friends and I would probably turn and run If you get out of bed, come find us heading for the bridge Bring a stone, all the rage, my little dark age … 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 … All alone, open-eyed, burn the page, my little dark age
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What a legend you managed to get it back! I have no idea how long it Will last until they ever copystrike you again but dear god i hope not. Thanks again
I Googled the lyrics just for you 😉 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-oh, forgiving who you are, for what you stand to gain 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-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 I grieve in stereo, the stereo sounds strange You know that if it hides, it doesn't go away If I get out of bed, you'll see me standing all alone Horrified on the stage, my little dark age Giddy with delight, seeing what's to come The image of the dead, dead ends in my mind Policemen swear to God, love seeping from their guns I know my friends and I would probably turn and run If you get out of bed, come find us heading for the bridge Bring a stone, all the rage, my little dark age 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 All alone, open-eyed, burn the page, my little dark age
Gênesis 4:7 ARA Se procederes bem, não é certo que serás aceito? Se, todavia, procederes mal, eis que o pecado jaz à porta; o seu desejo será contra ti, mas a ti cumpre dominá-lo. Essa música me faz lembrar dessa passagem...Não sei porque!
