Long Live The Queen
"The flashes echo, it's so blinding, it's so cold.
The voices linger, always clinging, always close.
Another day, another war, me and me against the world.
When all the praise turns into scorn, piece by piece the flesh is torn.
And who can you trust? Who can you know?
When all you touch turns into gold.
Where can you breath? Where can you go?
The sea of faces drown your soul.
A palace filled with luxury,
Never ever looked so lonely.
What can you say? What's there to show?
This fortune swallowing me whole.
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I'm tryna fight through another night
Got the world in my pocket, still terrified,
Of this gaping hole deep inside my soul. Oh someone help me out."
- The Alchemist by Nathan Wagner
