Page one your empty album
Filled up with Kodak dreams

I know you're there I'm waiting, pictures torn at the seams. (we had no way of knowing we were actors we had no way of crossing all these borders)

Running backwards!

Caught in the rush of everything I feel
This Polaroid slowly coming clear.

When everything breaks down
You died without a sound
And left me here.

Neutral with indecision
These dreams won't let me sleep.

You're cynical mind's your prison these lies and Theories bleed.

Running backwards!

I've got pictures on my wall
and every night you watch me fall
with this bottle in my hand.
These dreams are more than I can stand.

This cannot be my home I swear to god.

Lyrics submitted by shea

Polaroid song meanings
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