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• Artiste: Autonomy (The)
• Titre: What Was Left?
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Faces that were never seen Laid down in the street Crying at your feet Stardom that had never been How unfair it seems A land of broken dreams Back then you had it all Laid out on a silver platter Now you can't take the fall You thought none of this would matter But you were wrong You used to be adored and admired Like a chiselled god Made out of precious gold Now it seems like no-one cares To you your friends are dead That fame went to your head Back then you had it all Sold yourself to those who bought you Now you can't take the fall None of what they said was true And you were mislead Now you feel the end is nigh The brown stuff took its toll You're back on the dole Your youth was just an endless high But how you feel the wake Drives through you like a stake