Poets Of The Fall - Poets Of The Fall - 15 Min Flame

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Poets Of The Fall - Poets Of The Fall - 15 Min Flame

The reapers kneeling at your field taking in what youve sown 
Cant help feeling apprehension 
No point in waiting, for a rating for what you have grown 
Look for liquid consolation 
If I act accordingly will it save my humanity 
Youre either you or a loyalty disowned 
Well excuse me 

Who was it who wanted every sec of the fifteen minute flame of fame 
A name to last for all eternity 
Who was it who wanted ingratiation beyond definitions 
When love alone is enough to set you free 

No escaping though youre running, you cannot find home 
Drowning in your desperation 
Conviction seems to follow accusations alone 
No place here for an easy redemption 
If I lack your tears of joy, please forgive my heartless ploy 
Said the fool to his majesty dethroned 
Now excuse me 

Who was it who wanted every sec of the fifteen minute flame 
To name a love to last through all your infamy 
Who was it who wanted ingratiation in their definitions 
When name alone can jail eternally 

Who was it who wanted every sec of the flame 

Who was it who wanted every sec of the fifteen minute flame of fame 
A name to last for all eternity 
Who was it who wanted ingratiation beyond definitions 
When love alone is enough to set you free

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: Poets Of The Fall - Poets Of The Fall - 15 Min Flame
   Poets Of The Fall - Poets Of The Fall - 15 Min Flame