Modern Color
No Praise
I feel sick of innocence
And absent consciousness
I'm bored of my own ways
I got lost in isolation
No more consolation
I wanna feel myself again

We've grown farther apart than we'll admit
And we got used to the distance
In light of warmth and brighter days
There's gotta be a better way than this
(I can't exist in dissonance, I'll stay inside)

Stay inside all day, make sunlight go away
I'm scared of confrontation
Of changing information
I can't keep up this time around

We've grown farther apart than we'll admit
And we got used to the distance
In light of warmth and brighter days
There's gotta be a better way than this
(I can't exist in dissonance, I'll stay inside)