Beautiful Waste of Time
Colours Run Lyrics


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We step out into the decadent decay
To stir the languor of our love
And when we kiss, you turn your tired eyes away
Trapped in the mirror hung above
Sometimes I'm glad I've only got one life to waste
You are the needle in my arm
And though I'm dying, I have such a pretty time
You do me harm
Come on, do me harm
It's a lovely waste, such a beautiful waste
You're a wonderful waste of time
And I could lose my mind in your pointless embrace
Such a beautiful waste of time

Every night's a fight for life
The finest food, the driest wines
Don't stop the music, keep on dancing as we sink
Shot holes beneath the waterline
And I can only speak in metaphors
As I watch the horde assail the walls
Oh my darling, close your eyes and let's pretend
That we're not here at all

It's a lovely waste, such a beautiful waste
You're a wonderful waste of time
And I could lose my mind to your pointless debates
Such a beautiful waste of time

In moonlit shoes, I buried all my clocks
I meant to sieze the day
But somehow I forgot
Could be a king if I could just wake up
I wrote the book
On how to lose the plot
I love you girl, but you tie me up in knots
Keep tripping on your violins and handcuffs

You're a lovely waste, such a beautiful waste
You're a wonderful waste of time
And I could lose my mind in your pointless embrace
Such a beautiful waste of time

Maybe one fine day, I could light up the stage
Where the bells of escape still chime




But not tonight, cos I still can't tear my face away
From this beautiful waste of time

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Colours Run’s “Beautiful Waste of Time” delve into the idea of living life to the fullest, even if it means wasting precious time on something or someone. The song starts off with the line “We step out into the decadent decay” which sets the tone for the rest of the song. The idea of decadent decay represents the notion of indulging in a certain lifestyle or love that is self-destructive.


The singer is in love with someone who is a “wonderful waste of time”. Despite recognizing the harm this individual is causing them, they remain trapped in the cycle of their relationship. The lyrics “You are the needle in my arm / And though I'm dying, I have such a pretty time” represent the self-destructive nature of this relationship.


The theme of wasting time is prevalent throughout the song and the singer acknowledges this with the line “Sometimes I'm glad I've only got one life to waste”. They are willing to lose themselves in this beautiful waste of time with someone who ultimately causes them more harm than good.


Overall, the lyrics of “Beautiful Waste of Time” are a commentary on the complexities of self-destructive love and the struggle to break free from it.


Line by Line Meaning

We step out into the decadent decay
We venture into the world's decaying beauty


To stir the languor of our love
To awaken the relaxation of love


And when we kiss, you turn your tired eyes away
When we kiss, you avoid showing your fatigue


Trapped in the mirror hung above
You're stuck in a reflection above


Sometimes I'm glad I've only got one life to waste
Occasionally I'm grateful I have one life to squander


You are the needle in my arm
You're the drug I'm addicted to


And though I'm dying, I have such a pretty time
Even though I'm perishing, I'm having a splendid experience


You do me harm
You're damaging me


Come on, do me harm
Keep harming me


It's a lovely waste, such a beautiful waste
It's a delightful and stunning way to waste time


You're a wonderful waste of time
You're an amazing way to throw away time


And I could lose my mind in your pointless embrace
I could go insane in your useless hug


Such a beautiful waste of time
A stunning way to waste time


Every night's a fight for life
Each night is a struggle to survive


The finest food, the driest wines
The best food and wine


Don't stop the music, keep on dancing as we sink
Never halt the music, continue dancing through the sinking


Shot holes beneath the waterline
Damaged the foundation of safety


And I can only speak in metaphors
I can only articulate through metaphors


As I watch the horde assail the walls
I watch as the crowd attacks the walls


Oh my darling, close your eyes and let's pretend
Dearest, let's shut your eyes and pretend


That we're not here at all
That we don't exist anymore


In moonlit shoes, I buried all my clocks
At night, I hid my timepieces wearing my moonlit shoes


I meant to sieze the day
I intended to live life to the fullest


But somehow I forgot
I forgot somehow


Could be a king if I could just wake up
I could be a ruler if I could just wake up


I wrote the book
I created the reference


On how to lose the plot
On how to derail one's own storyline


I love you girl, but you tie me up in knots
I love you girl, but you tangle me up nervously


Keep tripping on your violins and handcuffs
Keep stumbling on your violins and restraints


Maybe one fine day, I could light up the stage
Someday, I could illuminate the stage


Where the bells of escape still chime
Where the escape bells still ring


But not tonight, cos I still can't tear my face away
But tonight's not the night, because I can't remove my attention


From this beautiful waste of time
From this gorgeous way of wasting time




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Robert of The Light

I distinctly remember this song from around the time this was recorded. I don't know how i ever found it! greetings from california

tanbag

I can't believe this was recorded and I never saw it before. Yay! <3cams

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