Mark Seymour

Mark Seymour - The Ghost Of Vainglory songtekst

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Fame and riches she's got in spades 
She's like no other behind the shades 
Her bloodshot eyes in the midday sun 
From savage doses of mindless fun

Legions gather at 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 man like he's a flower 
She is raining kisses down like a summer shower

She's making love to the Ghost Of Vainglory

Lets keep it 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 alot 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 will tumble underneath the blade 
Where true love is made that's when she fumbles and 
falls 
The passion stings she's given everything

Tossed on a storm like a ship at sea 
For years she drifted till 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

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Taal: Engels

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