Romanticise

Don't, don't
 Don't, don't
 Don't, don't
 This ordinary thing can be more colourful than you say it is
 The cardinal sin is to tell a lie but now you must give in
 The storm came down on you just like it was the end
 And then you hid and you covered your head
 But face the rage and feel how thrilling it can be
 Cause in the bedlam there is always beauty
 Its shaking, its shaking the ground its a-breaking
 And you cant control it, so own it and feel good
 Im searching for glory, now tell me a story
 I don't want to hear that you no longer feel good
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 Theres promising doors that are open at the end of the hole
 And your loneliness calls, filling the spaces where you could have explored
 Despair came down on you just like it was the end
 And then you hid and you covered your head
 But face the rage and feel how thrilling it can be
 'Cause in the bedlam we can find the beauty
 Its shaking, its shaking the ground its a-breaking
 And you cant control it, so own it and feel good
 Im searching for glory, now tell me a story
 I don't want to hear that you no longer feel good
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 The storm came down but don't you runaway, runaway
 Despair came down but don't you hideaway, hideaway
 It feels good it you just face it
 Its shaking, its shaking the ground its a-breaking
 And you cant control it, so own it and feel good
 Im searching for glory, now tell me a story
 I don't want to hear that you no longer feel good
 Don't, don't
 Don't, don't
 Don't, don't