It's funny all the games people play
How does one look tells me anyway
Almost sufocating me
Yet liberating me
These words will always be in my head
Teaching me, guiding me, time to go to bed
Strange, we are almost alone
Yet together over the throne
Them all come, no time to sorrow
From the dust of Earth you borrow
Ours living confuses you
And into my chest it will blow
All over my body kingdom and crown
Will be there even when one refuses to listen
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