Little Sark Age by MGMT

*Dark

the ruins of the day painted with a scar

I know that if you hide, it doesn't go away

And more I straighten out, the less it wants to try

the feelings start to rot
One wink at a time

Oh 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

Picking through the cards, knowing what's nearby

The carvings on the face
Say they find it hard
And the engine's failed again

All limits of disguise. The humor's not the same, coming from denial

Oh
I grieve in stereo
The stereo sounds strange

dead

I know that if you hide, it doesn't go away