Days of Nothing Lyrics

Stained glass

And funny masks

All the people dancing

Blurry tracings

And painted faces

All the people fighting in the streets

Massacre

And amateur adult films

All the people fucking

Too fast to make it last

He said "you're the best"

But when you close your eyes

Picture your lover from the past

Too good to be true

Too sad to be cool

We painted our world the darkest shades of blue

You think I'm composed

I am I suppose

But nobody knows about when the doors close

Red eyes, and white lies

All the people forgetting their

Tall tales, and epic failures

But all the children imagining

Sunny days, a loving gaze

The rose parade on Vine St. today

All the people cry to remember

Too good to be true

Too sad to be cool

We painted our world the darkest shades of blue

You think I'm composed

I am I suppose

But nobody knows about when the doors close

Too good to be true

Too sad to be cool

We painted our world the darkest shades of blue

You think I'm composed

I am I suppose

But nobody knows about