they stole your crown,
stuck it in your face
poor child so full of scorn
relentless to the fact that glory isnt everything
you sat on your throne
and demanded some gold
what did you do to deserve it? money isnt everything
you wanted attention
so you took out your blowhorn
so everyone would hear
you understand
everyone doesnt bow down to you you were loneley and walked alone you need a
friend
a real one
where are your so called ones
wheres your glory?
wheres your attention?
what about your money?
it cant buy you friends
cant buy you love
so get on up
and leave your crown behind
leave it for the next guy
and go buy yourself some dignity
 
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