Short Lived Golden Age. Lyrics

Living a short lived golden age
where all we say is paraphrased
where our shadows reflect youth
delightful moments can't be traced
but they're held captive in my ribcage
i might never let them loose

GOD AWFUL NEWS

We are no longer the main act
we're tourists and we lack a map
oh be a dear and refill my flask
i want to blackout
just to avoid these harsh events
where i am part of the past tense
where my name don't mean a thing
oh worthlessness

I had my silver
i had my gold and my billfold
but i never felt whole
I don't regret a thing I've done or spent
the people that I've lost I've forgotten
but anywho...

GOD AWFUL NEWS

We are no longer the main act
were tourists and we lack a map
oh be a dear and refill my flask
i want to black out
just to avoid these harsh events
where i am part of the past tense
where my name don't mean a thing
oh worthlessness.