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Monday, February 22, 2016
Delusions Of Grandeur
© 2016 Mark Cote
big box compassion
the browning of a nose
if a heart beats within
it really never shows
blinded by greed
and the lust of it all
couldn't care if you trip
or care if you fall
(chorus) delusions of grandeur
is all that he sees
to put you down
makes him feel free
delusions of grandeur
will leave you alone
when no ones around
and your heart's made of stone
make up for something
he's lacking within
fighting a battle
he will never win
his mirror is cracked
we see through it all
we pity the fool
who didn't see the fall
(chorus)
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