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• Artiste: Mark Seymour
• Titre: The Ghost of Vainglory
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Such fame and riches she's got in spades She's like no other behind the shades Her bloodshot eyes in the midday sun All the savage doses of mindless fun Legions gather as her command She speaks a language they can understand Her soft caresses she plays her game As she undresses it begins to rain She picks her main like he's a flower She's raining kisses down like a summer shower She's making love to the ghost of vainglory Lets keep is simple I said But I was blind To the kind of love she had on her mind Inside the mirror superheroes live So many secrets but not a lot to give Only for the desperate she cuts the cake So little time so much love to make She's in love with the ghost of vainglory Tall poppies well tumble underneath the blade Where true love is made That's when she fumbles and falls The passion stings but she's given everything Tossed on a storm like a ship at sea For years she drifted 'til she came to me Her eyes were dreaming she was looking for The simple magic she knew before She fell in love with the ghost of vainglory.