King's Gambit - Look and Feel

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We just wanna be told
So tell me my sign
I was born in the cold
Raised in a mine
But show me design
Your perfect truth
So you can be the line
Between reality
And what is devine

But when a prayer for yours
Puts a curse on mine
None will be ours
As chaos ensues
For your ill-gotten, self serving, piece of goddamned mind

We are dragged through the floor
All for wants of more

We could learn to live
Oh, but you need hope
An excuse not to fear
Ignorance to cope
As truth inches near
And you see it's scope
Instinct pulls you away
But if you skip on the bill
The house must pay

A price that does not exist
But we will collect
And you will know
The despair you disregard
Breaks bread with the godless and scarred

And drags us all through the floor

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Writer(s): Anthony Lawrence Sellers
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