1996

Whatever happened to the good books?

I was in them once

1996

You still had your good looks

But that was before a decade's worth of drinks

The world looked rosy red-shifted from the view at knee-level

I had heard about the devil, but I hadn't met him yet

Now we can tête-à-tête, but is there any point?

If this echo chamber takes our voice and turn the conversation into noise

Cry, Baby, cry

Tears for the time

Years, gone like sugar in an open palm

I was in it once

1996

Thought you were the shit

Everything was great (Yeah)

Everybody left, yeah

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