Nothing Glorious

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Are you still
 running scared,
 scrolling fingers
 through your pretty hair?
 What's it like
 to bear a crown
 and have your powers
 be absorbed by a friend?
 The shifting streets
 below our feet
 the season's rythms
 we could dance out every beat
 with masks of pride
 and arrogance
 We scarcely knew
 what we held in our hands
 Now you're asking what's to grieve,
 Waiting for the golden seal
 Was it fate, or was it sorrow
 It's fun you end this lonely wheel
 clear is skin
 and nearly sin
 gathering hours
 In this game that you can't win
 so ride your shame
 sleep here still
 until the eyes of oblivion fell
 

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Song Details

Duration
05:01
Key
11
Tempo
106 BPM

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