Beggar's Envy
Rust-bucket colony, dead-end lives
Now one of our own suddenly thrives
That Zara girl, always odd and apart
Got lucky, they say, she thinks she's so smart
Who does she think she is?
Touching stars while we eat grit
Cosmic power in grime-stained hands
She'll leave us all in the dust where we stand
Whiskey-soaked voices in smoky bars
"I could've been the one to grasp the stars"
Engineers grumble, "It should've been me"
While the colony's suits plot to steal her discovery
Who does she think she is?
Touching stars while we eat grit
Cosmic power in grime-stained hands
She'll leave us all in the dust where we stand
Take it away!
Make her pay!
Why should she rise while we decay?
That artifact belongs to us all!
Watch your back, girl
Pride comes before the fall!
Syndicate shadows fuel the fire
Of petty rage and base desire
Someone shouts, "Call the Vanguard!"
Another, "Alert the Syndicate!"
Yes we're that desperate
To tear her down
Hold her back, ruin her day
Never share her crown
Don't let her escape
Who does she think she is?
Touching stars while we eat grit
Cosmic power in grime-stained hands
She'll leave us all in the dust
Let her run, let her fly
We'll curse her name to the sky
This hole was never meant for more
Than broken dreams, vitriol and settling scores
Let her run, let her fly
We'll curse her name to the sky
This hole was never meant for more
Than broken dreams, vitriol and settling scores
Someone stop her
Make the call
Now one of our own suddenly thrives
That Zara girl, always odd and apart
Got lucky, they say, she thinks she's so smart
Who does she think she is?
Touching stars while we eat grit
Cosmic power in grime-stained hands
She'll leave us all in the dust where we stand
Whiskey-soaked voices in smoky bars
"I could've been the one to grasp the stars"
Engineers grumble, "It should've been me"
While the colony's suits plot to steal her discovery
Who does she think she is?
Touching stars while we eat grit
Cosmic power in grime-stained hands
She'll leave us all in the dust where we stand
Take it away!
Make her pay!
Why should she rise while we decay?
That artifact belongs to us all!
Watch your back, girl
Pride comes before the fall!
Syndicate shadows fuel the fire
Of petty rage and base desire
Someone shouts, "Call the Vanguard!"
Another, "Alert the Syndicate!"
Yes we're that desperate
To tear her down
Hold her back, ruin her day
Never share her crown
Don't let her escape
Who does she think she is?
Touching stars while we eat grit
Cosmic power in grime-stained hands
She'll leave us all in the dust
Let her run, let her fly
We'll curse her name to the sky
This hole was never meant for more
Than broken dreams, vitriol and settling scores
Let her run, let her fly
We'll curse her name to the sky
This hole was never meant for more
Than broken dreams, vitriol and settling scores
Someone stop her
Make the call
Credits
Writer(s): Alex Paulenoff
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