No Guts No Glory

I saw an angel with a skull in her sleeve
Diamond on her neck, tears on her cheek
I think we should leave before these ghosts around here breathe

I saw a kid who said it wasn't him
They call him loaded but he still looks like a paraffin
Break down your walls
Come on and let me in

Was he a man of swords or a man of words?
On his midnight waltz with Lady Luck

No guts no glory
Your the young pretender don't worry son we're all still here

They act so cool but I feel for the kids,
who still go dancing like their grandmother did
Barefoot on tables singing so sweetly and praying for some fool to
run along with the world at his feet
something in his eye says the " devils with me"
She screams "I think he's the one"
Remember when we were young



Credits
Writer(s): Cameron Norman Black
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