An Autobiography in Vivid Color Pt. 1

Living in recession
It isolates the time that's passed
And it feels so long
I reach for that line
I can't hold on, I can't hold on
I can't see what lies beneath the words
Where have I been? Where have I been?
Between what rests in my soul and what's given
It will never, it'll never weigh the truth

But I won't give up
This is not where I stop
The truth, it lies
And there's—and there is faith behind the frames

I have a lot riding on this
And I can't afford to give up now
The scene's repeating

I won't give up
I've come to the conclusion
That there is no escaping

And I told you once
And I'll tell you again
Secrets are kept by old men

And I told you once
And I told you then
When we survive, we only pretend
When we survive, we only pretend

This is the golden rule:
Keep what you have, cause it's all we have left
This is the golden rule:
Keep what you have, cause it's all we have left
This is the golden rule:
Keep what you have, cause it's all we have left