Rose Colored Glasses

I put on my shoes, I walk to the door
Knowing today that there'll be more
Times where you just plague my mind
And times where I feel left behind
But that world we built, the plans we made
All my desires that you forbade
No longer control any part of me
And I am so glad that I can now see

Without rose colored glasses
Never again will I fall victim
To rose colored glasses
My fantasies could barely fit in them
Oh, I hate those rose colored glasses

Who knows what I am in modern days
Manic, satanic, or swinging both ways
Enamored, hammered, or up in the clouds
Or doing anything that's not allowed
Cause it feels so good to run through the streets
Worshipping music til the Earth depletes
And all of the colors, they shine so bright
Cause I no longer have to filter light

Through the rose colored glasses
Never quite realized how tight they were
Through the rose colored glasses
Far too few hues than I prefer
Oh, I hate those rose colored glasses



Credits
Writer(s): John Sweeney
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