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 f#cking 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
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Grayscale Season Lyrics – Champagne Tears