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Lost Nights and Fading Frames: In Luna's Garden Chronicles
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Lyrics

My friends have combat boots with spikes

Friends have aggressive fashion choices like combat boots with spikes.

The fashion

Referring to the trends or style prevalent among friends.

Long dark coats or pastel sweaters and tight jeans

Describing the variety in clothing preferences among friends, from dark coats to pastel sweaters and tight jeans.

Leave the old behind, forever

Embracing change and leaving the past behind permanently.

I guess it's not bad just how things are

Acceptance of the current situation as not entirely negative.

Put their shoes by the door, my friends

Friends have a habit of leaving their shoes near the door.

Shout so loud blow the roof off the sunset

Friends express themselves loudly, energetically.

Smoke on stools, in the back

Smoking in a relaxed setting, possibly a bar or hangout spot.

That's just how my friends are, I still love them all

Despite their quirks, the singer still loves their friends.

Jukebox running low on new tracks

Jukebox lacks new music; old rock songs are continuously played.

So keep playing old rock songs as anthems

Old rock songs serve as anthems, providing temporary enjoyment.

And it might seem nice, just for now

Temporary pleasure derived from the current situation.

But you can't keep living as curated art

Living life cannot be artificially curated or controlled.

Popcorn theater first kiss, like movies

Comparing initial romantic experiences to a scripted movie scene.

First time seems so sweet it's what they wanted

The first romantic encounter seems fulfilling initially.

But that feeling, it wears off

Over time, the initial thrill or excitement fades away.

My friends lost their romance, I mourn them all

Friends have lost their sense of romanticism, which is mourned.

(Please, you're still in there)

Repeated plea or question regarding someone's presence or essence.

(are you still in there?)

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(are you in there, there, there?)

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Picture perfect queens in Polaroids

Imagery of perfect individuals captured in photographs.

Photo shaking, dance until there's color

Shaky images of dancing individuals in photographs, indicating a dynamic life.

I tell them every day, but we all know

An acknowledgment of reality despite daily affirmations.

Those faded frames just aren't how things are

Real life does not mirror the picturesque scenes in photographs.

That new film was a bore, she said

A recent experience or film was uninteresting.

We know cus we've lived it ten times or more

Repeatedly experiencing similar situations leads to boredom.

I guess that things don't change

Implying a lack of significant change over time.

That's just how the time passes by us all

The passage of time affects everyone similarly.

I saw the best mind of my generation lost to madness

A reference to the decline or mental struggle of a brilliant mind.

She looked at me and said, real softly

Someone softly acknowledges a known truth.

"We've all known that for decades now"

Recognizing a long-standing truth or reality.

They don't come around here much, these days

Notable individuals or experiences are less frequent nowadays.

Leave the streets and bars darkened at night time

Streets and bars remain empty or devoid of the usual energy.

They'll look back, but won't return

Nostalgia for the past without the possibility of returning.

And that's just how my friends are I still love them all

Despite their traits, the singer still cherishes their friends.

Look we all flood the streets at night

Repeated emphasis on a routine: flooding streets, revelry till sunrise, then a return to silence.

Dance and scream until the sun comes up

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Then silence once more

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Look we all flood the streets at night

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Dance and scream until the sun comes up

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Then silence once more

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Look we all flood the streets at night

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Dance and scream until the sun comes up

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Then silence once more

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Look we all flood the streets at night

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Dance and scream until the sun comes up

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Then silence once more

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(Please, you're still in there)

Repeated plea or question regarding someone's presence or essence.

(are you still in there?)

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(are you in there, there, there?)

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