Mauve Frame

The knots in my neck tangle over time
In a lanky tomb ceaselessly mine
In my back, discs shift and slide
It cracks me up, it snaps my spine

I got time to, change my mind

I know I'm feelin' old
I know, I know
I know I'm feeling old
I know, I know

All I saw was the mauve frame
It all looked burnt orange to me
I'm sorry, it's not funny
A world so colorful yet so boring

I know I'm feelin' old
I know, I know
I know I'm feeling old
I know, I know

I'm out of time to change my mind

I know I'm feelin' old
Old!
Old!



Credits
Writer(s): Fred Trumpy, John Nicholls, Kevin Dobbins, Scott Fitzpatrick
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