Lyrics Emigrate – My Pleasure
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To all of the fallen
To all you’ll always be
Victims of somebody’s heart
Nothing to kings and queens
For what we never know
Walls come down
And men still drown
In dreams so hard to hold
I made you my treasure
And died for your pleasure
So just for good measure
Get down
And know me from your knees
Never surrender
Never let them take
All I got and all I want
And all I have at stake
Incineration
No god and no king
Listen now
I’ll show you how
Set fire to everything
I made you my treasure
And died for your pleasure
So just for good measure
Get down
I made you my treasure
And died for your pleasure
So just for good measure
And know me from your knees
To all of the fallen
To all you’ll always be
Victims of somebody’s heart
Nothing to kings and queens
Alienation
From what we called a home
But with this pact
We will attack
And burn the night alone
I made you my treasure
And died for your pleasure
So just for good measure
Get down
I made you my treasure
And died for your pleasure
So just for good measure
Get down
And know me from your knees
