MGMT - Little Dark Age (Speed up)

Breathing in the dark,
Lying on its side,
The ruins of the day
Painted with a scar,
And the more I straighten out,
The less it wants to try,
The feelings start to rot
One wink at a time.

Oh,
Forgiving who you are
For what you stand to gain,
Just know that if you hide,
It doesn’t go away.
When you get out of bed,
Don’t end up stranded,
Horrified with each stone
On the stage,
My little dark age.