You need to learn to fly
*Why is it so hard to repair the pieces
When we are the ones to let them break
We know what was at stake
Still we let them take
When asked for it back they laugh and spat
Stating it was never worth all that
We know our worth before
They made us feel so poor
What fore so they can be king
If it was the throne you wanted there was no fight
You could have it with a peasants delight
To be made king over night
Like it was some sort of sight
But now looking down
cant even see the ground
You put yourself on cliff
Away for the earthy life ‘
Do you still feel like a king
when there is no one to sing, your praise
Who is there to give your more of a raise
When you shoo them all way
How do you like the taste of the top
There is only one more stop
I hope you know how to fly
Because you might die
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