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Goldheart Assembly - Sad Sad Stage

There's a cold rejection of crime
That's been fuelled of jealousies and wine
And the room is expanding from the heat
That pours from my mouth when I speak

How can you be sure?
How can you be sure?

Am I painting my life on your walls?
And it's not a coming of age
I'll be the back row
You can be the stage

We sure won't be happy for a while
And I'm lost like a rich man's child
But the world can compound me by my feet
But I'm drawn to the chaos of the streets

Can you take anymore?
Can you take anymore?

Are we laying our bodies to war
It's not that hard for me to say
That I'll be the back row
You can be the stage

And the words stain the silence in my head
As the distant artist paints the set
And I've found the begging of decay
Eroding time and change away

But I've been so bored
I've been so bored

I've been tracing the lines that she draws
And I lost myself in her ways
I'll be the back row
You can be that sad sad stage

(Transcribed by Tony Efremov vk.com/tonyefremov)