Monochrome

The future's looking darker Past is looking brighter Why should I feel finer? Why should I feel finer? Moving through the centuries Rose-colored sun shade Quite frankly your history Looks brighter when they all fade Living life in black and white Is beautiful, irrefutable Your darks are dark and your brights are all brighter than your technicolor lifestyle Filter to the grain moves you back again Moves you back again, moves you back again Remove the grit and the glitter From your polyurethane smile Living without knowing that you are not All your silly judgements Without judgement, it's killing you Living without knowing that you are not All your silly judgements Without judgement, it's killing you It's killing you that you are not All your silly judgements Without judgement, it's killing you I know you'd rather live in the past But your mother and father will cry Just like you and I Your mother and father will cry Just like you and I Your mother and father will cry Just like you and I Your mother and father will cry Just like you and I