Something Less by Coopertheband
Crowns, golden jewels, a golden rule
All things pretty.
Time will rust away and make decay
Of this city.
How did we become disarmed by the world�s charm?
I must confess we�ve settled for something less
Why�d we blur the lines, defined by the world�s eyes?
And failed to see that he is everything we need
Kings, empty oaths, prideful boasts,
So deceiving.
Fools, let it go. Don�t you know
The night is thieving?
How did we become disarmed by the world�s charm?
I must confess we�ve settled for something less
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