The Last One Left

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The Last One Left

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I don't feel silent any more I know where I'm supposed to be Crushed my enemies long ago The last one left to go was me But you were cold enough to burn I kept my feelings out of view You held my head against the flame And made me give my crown to you Lead of spirit but lucky all the same Sweet taste of empires crumbling in the gloom Napkin men with metal hearts surround us Drawing nearer, bodies fill the room Ah, talking heads parade their faces every day Showing us the way to think and feel Helping us to understand the rich man's point of view They said it on the news and now it's real

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