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 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, 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's seeping from the 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
Writer(s): Andrew Vanwyngarden, Ben Goldwasser
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