Caesar

I am the Caesar
Big non believer
In the state of grace
It seems to be smoke and mirrors
Another thriller
Onto my face

With a disarming softness
So easily Your Highness
When you're at your best
Still you'll find success

To roam
Through recent topic
In conversations
With no fences
No matter where you
Go there will
Be traces

With a disarming softness
So easily your highness
When you're at your best
Still you'll find success

Then you had to go
To get back to where you came from
Roaming on your own
Is worth your weight in gold
And to grace success
You need not to find no short cut
In your best dress
Roaming on your own



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