Текст песни Grayscale Season - Champagne Tears

Let it be
You don't even know
It's just an endless need
They picked you apart
I was right about those

Champagne tears in kings city
Biggest fear is to die not pretty

Child prophet
Can't take it
For a hefty price
Alarmist voices that know where to strive
Can you get enough of your new God?

Crawled out from a sunken place
They can't tell you how to operate
Burned out by the stakes you made
I’m so fucking sick of these rich beautiful people
People take it all, how they’re staring at me, am I the demon?

Champagne tears
In Kings city
The biggest fear
Is to die not pretty

Take what's left
I don't need it
I also feel pain