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Aug 2015
Just a pill for the crown
It doesn't matter what you think
Just a drink for the throne
it doesn't matter if it's your blood

Just a pill for the crown
In the ages of years l drown
pain in my body I toil
under the sun my blood boils

Just a pill for the crown
to pay what belongs to Cesar
my handsΒ Β full of blisters
they speak tales of a dwindling faith
the crown indeed,is merciless


If only you understood earth
Instead of creating your own demise
you wouldn't have time for me
and you wouldn't judge me

I strive for gold
With pride that I don't hold
don't call me greedy
I've stormed through tough sea's
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