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austin wintory, tripod – challenging a queen – blue edition lyrics

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[persephone]
you’re lost, little girl
you shouldn’t have come here
and i sure ain’t in the mood to make new friends

go home, little girl
the shadow’s drawing near
and you all alone, we both know how this ends

let’s see how far she bends!
we all know how it ends

[grace]
hope everyone’s having a great night
i guess i’m this evening’s sacrifice
i’ll see what i can do, you deserve a good show!
big hand for your usual mc
she’s planned a brutal takedown just for me
hopefully, i’ll last a couple rounds
you deserve a good show!
i won’t let you down!

[persephone]
my my! we caught a b+tterfly, such a delicate thing
what a find! i hope she doesn’t mind when we pull off her wings
maybe you don’t know who i am
maybe you don’t know who i am!
[grace]
well i don’t know anyone, i’m new
you, what’s your name? what do you do?
that’s the thing with the front row: you’re part of a show

[persephone]
how keen! a standup routine, knee+deep in a grave
works the crowd, wrapped in a shroud
a corpse in a cave
maybe you don’t know who i am
maybe you don’t know who i am

[grace]
hey, can’t say i do know who you are
some sort of golden age type star?
you’ve never really been on my radar
before my time, a discontinued line!

[p]
don’t you have any idea who you’re dealing with, child?
surprise, surprise! coins on your eyes!
give them to the ferryman
get it in your little head
you’re spitting at the queen of the dead

[g]
out of interest, is anyone here dead?
no one? yeah, that’s probably what i would’ve said
hey! let’s prove that we’re alive!
let me hear you! people on my right! hear we go!
[crowd]
(vocalizes)

[g]
on the left, now! c’mon!

now that’s what i call a show!
every single one of them a star
hey! maybe it’s you who doesn’t know who they are?
who they are!

[grace, (persephone)]
every night they come in here
(dance and stamp your feet)
spend their money on your beer
(as your skin rots off in sheets)
are they even in the frame?
(you’ll be back at my door)
do you know a single name?
(deep below the floor!)

[grace]
they just come here to forget how it ends!

[crowd]
the tide, the surging sea, the swell on the sand
songs rise at every key at her command
[grace]
your majesty, do you understand who i am?
who i am?
who i am?

- austin wintory tripod lyrics

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