The Unfinished
You're impossibly small
And when you're gone
No one will even care
Whose shirt you used to wear.
You want the world to believe,
Take them to war.
But when you come to fight
There's nothing left inside.
And you say that its love.
It's not.
While you're down on your knees
Guilding You're Grave,
The Greatest Show of all
Plays to an empty hall.
When this transmission ends
And you awake,
Find freedom in the dark,
There's freedom in the dark.
And you say that its love.
It's not.
And when you're gone
No one will even care
Whose shirt you used to wear.
You want the world to believe,
Take them to war.
But when you come to fight
There's nothing left inside.
And you say that its love.
It's not.
While you're down on your knees
Guilding You're Grave,
The Greatest Show of all
Plays to an empty hall.
When this transmission ends
And you awake,
Find freedom in the dark,
There's freedom in the dark.
And you say that its love.
It's not.
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Writer(s): Christopher Wall
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