Solitary Throne
Weaker (lower)
My life minimized
Oh well
All is well
In my cell dreaming of (love)
Life that is more than an old photo colorized (daydream)
Please tell
If I'm well
Peacefully (nervous and) perfectly (worried and) magnificent
Bold moves (thick skin)
You always win
Prince of (nothing) could you (be the)
One who is always
Out of sight
Run and you'll find a paradise
Where roses bloom for those who lost their way
Misery (ends)
Power to comprehend
Oh well
Hear the bell
Calling the crowd, equally loud
Fire demons
Burning down the village
Who am I to chase?
When am I to face
All the frantic thoughts cause I am
Not allowed to chase the crown
Yet I'm obliged to be the next in
Line that kings have faced to feel at home
I need your help
My only friend
A solitary throne
Time to make it my own
On His golden chair I'm bound
To speak is to withhold
He will never feel lone
Trapped in Paris underground
Mighty royal clone
Drowning all on my own
Pandemonium's grand parade
Stripped of all disguise
Forced to open my eyes
At the silent masquerade
A solitary throne
Time to make it my own
On His golden chair I'm bound
To speak is to withhold
He will never feel lone
Trapped in Paris underground
Mighty royal clone
Drowning all on my own
Pandemonium's grand parade
Stripped of all disguise
Forced to open my eyes
At the silent masquerade
My life minimized
Oh well
All is well
In my cell dreaming of (love)
Life that is more than an old photo colorized (daydream)
Please tell
If I'm well
Peacefully (nervous and) perfectly (worried and) magnificent
Bold moves (thick skin)
You always win
Prince of (nothing) could you (be the)
One who is always
Out of sight
Run and you'll find a paradise
Where roses bloom for those who lost their way
Misery (ends)
Power to comprehend
Oh well
Hear the bell
Calling the crowd, equally loud
Fire demons
Burning down the village
Who am I to chase?
When am I to face
All the frantic thoughts cause I am
Not allowed to chase the crown
Yet I'm obliged to be the next in
Line that kings have faced to feel at home
I need your help
My only friend
A solitary throne
Time to make it my own
On His golden chair I'm bound
To speak is to withhold
He will never feel lone
Trapped in Paris underground
Mighty royal clone
Drowning all on my own
Pandemonium's grand parade
Stripped of all disguise
Forced to open my eyes
At the silent masquerade
A solitary throne
Time to make it my own
On His golden chair I'm bound
To speak is to withhold
He will never feel lone
Trapped in Paris underground
Mighty royal clone
Drowning all on my own
Pandemonium's grand parade
Stripped of all disguise
Forced to open my eyes
At the silent masquerade
Credits
Writer(s): Liisa Pajusaar
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