I thought I could live in your world as years all went by
With all the voices I've heard something has died
And when you're in need of someone my heart won't deny you
Dig for gold, dig for fame
You dig to make your name
Are you pacified?
All the wants you waste
All the things you've chased
And it all crashes down and you break your crown
And you point your finger but there's no one around
Just want one thing: to play the king
But the castles crumble and you're left with just a name
Where's your crown, King Nothing?
How the bloody hell do they know about me so well?
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