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Winners
- wykonawca: Deadsy
- album: Commencement
Let's take the longest way
Through the hallways of your mind
Upon your knees, the phantom breeze
Of a shipwreck lost in time
Your envy mirror
The Kelly fear
Adorns the walls in slime
Figure it out
Just like you used to do
In the absence of proud
That's when you're cursed to prove
And as the perfect wings will glide
Cleansed are men of all the mice
Past the pain we tend to strive
Or that's how it seems to beginners
Accept awards throughout our lives
To make young lovers intertwine
Perhaps the end will come tonight
So hurray for the winners
A vast abyss
Where lie dismissed
Ideas of yours and mine
But brought to kneel
By the Grecian seal
We join the family line
Figure it out
Just like you used to do
In the absence of proud
That's when you're cursed to prove
You'll never thrill the bold
Divisions in the sky
Of whom predestined you to always
Be the last in line
Because the Winner's young and bright.
Let the heavens make it right
A warm and gentle breeze at night
Bereft, you are
Of plans to gain no mystery
You're no surprise
We're born to fight,
Suck the marrow of life
The winners forever preside
- album: Commencement
Let's take the longest way
Through the hallways of your mind
Upon your knees, the phantom breeze
Of a shipwreck lost in time
Your envy mirror
The Kelly fear
Adorns the walls in slime
Figure it out
Just like you used to do
In the absence of proud
That's when you're cursed to prove
And as the perfect wings will glide
Cleansed are men of all the mice
Past the pain we tend to strive
Or that's how it seems to beginners
Accept awards throughout our lives
To make young lovers intertwine
Perhaps the end will come tonight
So hurray for the winners
A vast abyss
Where lie dismissed
Ideas of yours and mine
But brought to kneel
By the Grecian seal
We join the family line
Figure it out
Just like you used to do
In the absence of proud
That's when you're cursed to prove
You'll never thrill the bold
Divisions in the sky
Of whom predestined you to always
Be the last in line
Because the Winner's young and bright.
Let the heavens make it right
A warm and gentle breeze at night
Bereft, you are
Of plans to gain no mystery
You're no surprise
We're born to fight,
Suck the marrow of life
The winners forever preside