Days of the New - Black Courtains

We left...
we came home,
Found nothing at the wizardry show,
Fake magic calls for shutting doors,
and throwing up.
Those curtains.

You got a different view and I don't see the same
I'm not trying to complain
Perception is the rhythm of our world

Days gone by, black curtains
Hide the sunshine from my eyes
Take this time, paint a picture, with my bleeding colors
Days gone by, black curtains
Hang them when it gets too bright
Take this time, take the picture for your bleeding memories

So long, tomorrow's gone now
Throw it up now bring me your head now
You might be afraid of what you see
Cause you might just find inevitability

You got a different view and I don't see the same
I'm not trying to complain
Perception is the rhythm of our world

Days gone by, black curtains
Hide the sunshine from my eyes
Take this time, paint a picture, with my bleeding colors
Days gone by, black curtains
Hang them when it gets too bright
Take this time, take the picture now
Now show us your bleeding memories.... yay ow

Yeah, well if you're coming let me know ahead of time
I will accommodate you well
Furnish you with your own colors
In your own way... yeah

You got a different view and I don't see the same
I'm not trying to complain
Perception is the rhythm of our...

Days gone by, black curtains,
Hide the sunshine from my eyes.
Take this time, paint a picture, with my bleeding colors.
Days gone by, black curtains,
Hang them when it gets too bright.
Take this time, take the picture now,
Now show us your bleeding memories... yay ow
Show us your bleeding memories.
Perception is the rhythm of our world...