I'm just a loser in the game of love
I'm just a stray boy in the shade
And how I wish to know what love is like
To find someone to contemplate
There's a voice and a million answers
To the questions I don't ask
A demon — I've got to contain
When I'm walking through the fen
Gonna deep into the black
There are whispers that I can't restrain
Don't give in
Rise to fame — time will come
Make your claim — time has come
For the crow to fly away
So you're an angel meant to walk down here
And you believe it's all divine
And you don't play by all those temporal rules
Watch the world begin to die
Alright — when the lamb's been torn to pieces,
I've been crashing from the sky
Fallen to care for the prey,
they put a spoke right in your wheel
I'm the one to dare the weak,
to push you all over the pain
You give in — oh
Rise to fame — time will come
Make your claim — time has come
For the crow to fly away
wicked
whispers
watch
wheel
walking
twisted
treasure
through
there
those
their
unholy
stray
stranger
spoke
specter
speak
sight
rules
roses
right
questions
plains
pieces
penetration
standing
someone
million
really
meant
choice
changer
danger
voice
divine
flight
coming
blood
claim
blind
world
dream
shade
alright
chase
contain
sound
about
black
temporal
crashing
gonna
answers
angel
restrain
dying
maimed
wonder
better
close
leaving
fallen
barren
contrite
begin
disgrace
cross
sweet
demon
devil
tears
contemplate
looking
withered
flesh
disappear
drawn
believe
dreamer
freaks
waiting
shame
ground
abound
ledge
loser
losing
maybe
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