Radio Violence
I set down the dream with the rain boots
And decided to ride out the storm
Now I can't recall how to welcome the light
And I can't see not window or door
It's these four walls of mine
How they change colors
How they'd sing to me sometimes
So dark the verse, so comfortable the tune
Seduced to nothing
Just a servitude in size
All-seeing bloodshot eyes
Bruise colored our lives
Dreams that never stood a chance
We've been subtracting in the dark
Now in the dark is where we dance
To radio violence
Communicated, filters through
A lost transmission on repeat
No one else is listening to
If I went dark tonight,
Would I change colors?
Go from tip to tails in white
To southern stumbles soaked in rage by midnight
We saw it coming
A misfortune teller knew
Made sure it all came true
Bruise colored our lives
Dreams that never stood a chance
We've been subtracting in the dark
Now in the dark is where we dance
To radio violence
Communicated, filters through
A lost transmission on repeat
No one else is listening to
But you
Bruise colored our lives
Dreams all soaked and innocent
We're left alone here in the dark
As in the dark was where we met
Through radio violence
Communicated, filters through
A lost transmission on repeat
No one else is listening to
And decided to ride out the storm
Now I can't recall how to welcome the light
And I can't see not window or door
It's these four walls of mine
How they change colors
How they'd sing to me sometimes
So dark the verse, so comfortable the tune
Seduced to nothing
Just a servitude in size
All-seeing bloodshot eyes
Bruise colored our lives
Dreams that never stood a chance
We've been subtracting in the dark
Now in the dark is where we dance
To radio violence
Communicated, filters through
A lost transmission on repeat
No one else is listening to
If I went dark tonight,
Would I change colors?
Go from tip to tails in white
To southern stumbles soaked in rage by midnight
We saw it coming
A misfortune teller knew
Made sure it all came true
Bruise colored our lives
Dreams that never stood a chance
We've been subtracting in the dark
Now in the dark is where we dance
To radio violence
Communicated, filters through
A lost transmission on repeat
No one else is listening to
But you
Bruise colored our lives
Dreams all soaked and innocent
We're left alone here in the dark
As in the dark was where we met
Through radio violence
Communicated, filters through
A lost transmission on repeat
No one else is listening to
Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Andriano, Matthew Thomas Skiba
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