When Mickey Died

None More Black

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I went back the other day
Stayed a little longer cuz I liked it
Times I thought of misery, it turns out weren't so bad
Magenta is the last to fade
Go figure - Go!
It makes me warm; makes me believe that I can

As long as my heart stays red
I can recreate the better part - the better part of me

Lost pieces along the way; exponentially
I wouldn't know where to begin to take inventory
Sometimes have no effect on me
Go figure - Go!
Contrast is washed out, with nothing to show

As long as my heart stays red
I can recreate the better part of me

How will I remember this - when it's time to feel?
With nostalgia? So much that I can't take it
Take stock of what’s controlling me
Make it better - when there's time to kill

The present isn't new to me
It's all about reaction and the outcome
Teachings tell me differently - that I'm just part of this
Never took the time to see - while I was on the run, woah
What I've done and who I've done it with
I won't forget

As long as my heart stays red
I can recreate the better part of me

How will I remember this - when it's time to feel?
With nostalgia? So much that I can't take it
Take stock of what’s controlling me
Make it better - when there's time to kill

It's like Philadelphia, 1999
Skipped a few more classes to tow that social line
And maybe I paid the price once, or maybe twice
The last time that I checked, the butterfly's still in flight
The direction could be different, knocked down along its way
As long as I'm still breathing, I'll let it spread its wings
I wouldn't change a thing