Play the King

Sides are not to be drawn
Between who you are
And what you want
Fast is no way to defend
We just crush the things
We rush in the end

And you take a photograph of this
And put it on your desk
To fool everyone

Chance, will never be
If you don't have the strength
To just wait and see
Sand, flies at your face
Slides out your hands
Right thru the cracks

And you take a photograph of you
A photograph of me
To fake what it means
Ya can't hold to it fast
Pretend it will last
Just like your dreams

Cough, you need to get out
The dust that got in
While you were in doubt
Float, above everything
You wear the crown
And I'll play the king

We save the pictures that we take
Behind the glass
For arguments sake
We try to take the right steps
And cancel the checks
Before it's too late



Credits
Writer(s): Blake Ian
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