Mark Seymour
The Ghost of Vainglory
Such fame and riches she's got in spadesShe's like no other behind the shadesHer bloodshot eyes in the midday sunAll the savage doses of mindless funLegions gather as her commandShe speaks a language they can understandHer soft caresses she plays her gameAs she undresses it begins to rainShe picks her main like he's a flowerShe's raining kisses down like a summer showerShe's making love to the ghost of vaingloryLets keep is simple I saidBut I was blindTo the kind of love she had on her mindInside the mirror superheroes liveSo many secrets but not a lot to giveOnly for the desperate she cuts the cakeSo little time so much love to makeShe's in love with the ghost of vaingloryTall poppies well tumble underneath the bladeWhere true love is madeSongtexteThat's when she fumbles and fallsThe passion stings but she's given everythingTossed on a storm like a ship at seaFor years she drifted 'til she came to meHer eyes were dreaming she was looking forThe simple magic she knew beforeShe fell in love with the ghost of vainglory.
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