One of the Greats - Florence + The Machine
I crawled up from under the earth Broken nails and coughing dirt
Spitting out my songs so You could sing along oh
And with each bedraggled breath I knew I came back from the dead
To show you how it's done
To show you what it takes to conquer and to crucify To become
one of the greats One of the greats
I kept a scream inside my chest Killed everyone I'd ever kissed
Hung them on the wall like trophies Each name a stain upon my lips
I told the truth but could never see it through
You see yourself hung on the wall but that song is not about you
I wrote down all my fumbling visions transmitted by a television
Got everything I thought I wanted and cried hungover in a hotel closet
Did I get it right? Do I win the prize? Do you regret bringing me back to life?
* Arms outstretched back from the dead Streetlights bursting overhead
Arms outstretched back from the dead Streetlights bursting overhead
I did my best, tried to impress, my childhood dream made flesh
And my dresses and my flowering sadness,
so like a woman to profit from her madness
I was only beautiful under the lights Only powerful there
Burned down at 36 Why did you dig me up for this?
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