Everyone Is Dressed Up

Everyone is dressed up
Everyone to the nines
Someone must have found love
Or someone must have died

This will be forgotten by history and scholars, alike
Another moment of import
Lost to time

Wild nights when we were younger
We thought we'd live forever
At least we'll die together
If killing time was a crime
We'd be on the Most Wanted signs

Our love will surely be forgotten by history and scholars
Forever lost in time's currents
Everybody knows that the best way to describe
The ocean to a blind man is to push him in

In the company of others
I'm reminded why
Your lifetime lover's
The temperamental kind



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Kinsella, Steven Michael Holmes, Steven Joseph Lamos, Nathan Kinsella
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