The Call of the Princess
Took an arrow from my hand
Took a black point from my heart
Took the rock where I'd stand
Put the water on my all
Took a day for it to rise
Took my brain to feel alive
Took my chest to vaporize
Many do not hear the call
The call of the princess
Happened once, but then again
And then some couple more times since
Now it's real, 'til the end
Like the pride before the fall
As the air begins to feel
You immersed, detached, surreal
Picture one and many more
Teenage rooms and high school halls
The call of the princess
Picture memories from before
Picture darkest before dawn
Picture hate and picture love
Picture nothing up above
Nothing higher than the truth
Nothing higher than me and you
Nothing higher than us all
Nothing lower than the raw
The call of the princess
Took an arrow from my hand
Took a black point from my heart
Took the rock where I'd stand
Put the water on my all
Took a day for it to rise
Took my brain to feel alive
Took my chest to vaporize
Many do not hear the call
The call of the princess
And then the kid drowned by the shore
It's the duty of the law
Then the tyrant stood, said "I'm torn"
If he was he'd go back home
Nervous wrecks are punching facts
Down a gut that feels the dread
Showed that couldn't get ahead
It's the conquest of bread
Took a black point from my heart
Took the rock where I'd stand
Put the water on my all
Took a day for it to rise
Took my brain to feel alive
Took my chest to vaporize
Many do not hear the call
The call of the princess
Happened once, but then again
And then some couple more times since
Now it's real, 'til the end
Like the pride before the fall
As the air begins to feel
You immersed, detached, surreal
Picture one and many more
Teenage rooms and high school halls
The call of the princess
Picture memories from before
Picture darkest before dawn
Picture hate and picture love
Picture nothing up above
Nothing higher than the truth
Nothing higher than me and you
Nothing higher than us all
Nothing lower than the raw
The call of the princess
Took an arrow from my hand
Took a black point from my heart
Took the rock where I'd stand
Put the water on my all
Took a day for it to rise
Took my brain to feel alive
Took my chest to vaporize
Many do not hear the call
The call of the princess
And then the kid drowned by the shore
It's the duty of the law
Then the tyrant stood, said "I'm torn"
If he was he'd go back home
Nervous wrecks are punching facts
Down a gut that feels the dread
Showed that couldn't get ahead
It's the conquest of bread
Credits
Writer(s): Allan Eli Franzner Ramos
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