Beg For Change

Throne

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I became so poor I'd auction off more than I owned anyday
And I felt my cheeks go red, but I had to ask anyway

I begged for change and
Prayed there was hope left yet

I begged for change and
I held out my hands
We're failing and fading

I became so slight, I betrayed the secrets that kept me alive, Don't let me die
I see through archaic eyes, but I have to ask anyway

I begged for change and
Prayed there was hope left yet

I begged for change and
I held out my hands
We're failing and fading