Olden Days

Unveiling the Illusions: The Fatal Flaw's Reflection on Nostalgia
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Lyrics

Children gather around and let me tell you of the olden days

Children are invited to listen to a story about the past.

Nostalgia forms a surround, and all is filtered through a golden haze

Nostalgia creates a warm atmosphere, viewing the past through a positive lens.

But that haze burns away, and it's cliché

The idealized view of the past fades away, becoming a common and overused concept.

But now it's never been clearer

The present reality is now more evident and clear.

That we don't recognize, through sober eyes

We fail to recognize our true selves when viewing them without the influence of nostalgia.

The face we see in the mirror

The reflection in the mirror is distorted by nostalgia.

In the mirror, yeah

Reiteration of the distorted self in the mirror.

Nostalgia is a drug, a thieving little thug

Nostalgia is compared to a deceptive drug, distorting reality.

That lies about what never can last

Nostalgia falsely portrays things as enduring when they cannot.

And we're drowning in its flood

We are overwhelmed by nostalgia, symbolized as a flood.

Bathing in the blood

Engaging in the negative consequences of the past, depicted as bathing in its blood.

That's pouring from the corpse of the past

The negative impact of past actions continues to affect the present.

From the body of the olden days

Reference to the negative aspects of the past.

Children let me expound on how the finish felt abrupt to me

Reflecting on the abrupt and unsatisfactory end of a situation.

The captain ran us aground

A captain's mistake leads to a negative outcome.

But nothing's all it's cracked up to be

The reality doesn't match the idealized expectations.

Nostalgia never forgets our worst regrets

Nostalgia holds onto our worst regrets, refusing to forget.

Though we could never admit it

Denial of acknowledging the negative impact of the past.

Because, oh, heaven forbid

Reluctance to admit past mistakes.

The things we did outweigh the things that we didn't

We tend to downplay the positive aspects of the past.

That we didn't, yeah

Reiteration of the tendency to overlook positives from the past.

Olden days

Reference to the past as 'Olden days.'

From the body of the olden days

Reiteration of negative aspects from the past.

Yeah, let olden days stay old

Suggesting that the past should remain in the past.

I said yeah

Positive affirmation of letting the past stay old.

I said yeah

Repetition of the affirmation.

I said yeah, yeah, yeah

Further repetition of the affirmation with emphasis.

Nostalgia is a drug

Restating nostalgia as a deceptive drug.

Thieving little thug, lying in the grass, pouring from the past

Describing nostalgia as a thief, lying in the present, with its impact flowing from the past.

And we're drowning in the flood

Reiteration of being overwhelmed by the negative impact of the past.

Bathing in the blood, pouring from the past

Repeating the imagery of bathing in the negative consequences of the past.

From the body of the olden days

Final reference to the negative impact of the past.

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