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The blinds stay shut!!

I force myself to smile
Sometimes it’s so hard, to force a smile
You think that everything is just fine
But nothing seems right inside

You’ll never know how it feels
Or how long those nights, seem to take
And all you’ll hear, is that junk
And you can keep thinking, I’m just fine

You’ll never know what you did
I’ll never let you know, how this stung
I’ll keep on faking when you’re around
And you’ll keep on thinking I’ve been found

I try to keep the blinds shut
I don’t like to let, the inside in
The curtains are drawn as tight as they can
But the voices seem to start, over again…

I’ve carried this for so long
Somedays I don’t know, what’s in store
But the machine, helps face the night
When everything starts to feel alright

The words start to sting more
Living in your fantasy, everyday
The rain should come, and wash away
All the colors, that you paint

Let me be alone this once
Let me lie under, the covers of my thoughts
Just give me space, some time to think
And listen to the sound, of time slowing down

Burned in a fire, buried in the sand
Locked down deep inside or clenched in the hand
Burned in a fire, buried in the sand
Locked down deep inside or clenched in the hand
Burned in a fire, buried in the sand
Locked down deep inside or clenched in the hand
Burned in a fire, buried in the sand
Locked down deep inside or clenched in the hand
Locked down deep inside or clenched in the…

My words don’t come out right
I clench my fist, and try again
You don’t notice what I’ve said
Just ignore my voice, and hang your head

Your colors are see-thru
I always thought I wanted you to know
How hard it was, to carry on
But now I see, your vanity

I swallowed what you fed me
And then made sure, those blinds were shut
The curtains were drawn as tight as they could
But the voices seem to start, all over again

Burned in a fire, buried in the sand
Locked down deep inside or clenched in the hand
Burned in a fire, buried in the sand
Locked down deep inside or clenched in the hand
Burned in a fire, buried in the sand
Locked down deep inside or clenched in the hand
Burned in a fire, buried in the sand
Locked down deep inside or clenched in the hand
Locked down deep inside or clenched in the…

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from Thanks for the Nostalgia, released July 13, 2016

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Yellow #1 Lynn, Massachusetts

Yellow #1 was Brian Paone’s first band. The music of Yellow #1 was intended to have the whimsical flavor of synth-pop bands, with the lyrical integrity and vocal intensity of metal bands. Combining the two polar opposites into one sound, made for a very debatably interesting album. Their debut album, "Bottle Of Rain," was recorded and released in 1996. ... more

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