One so sad, feeling painful
You can't deny, there is no peace
Is no love, milk toasted love
Ain't no velvet glove
You're the child of some electric nightmare
You could move mountains, the swords of fire
They keep you around to watch their house of gold
Keep the hungry away from the sacred grove
You were holy and you made me wonder how
But you looked like a devil
who would seize and shake you you down
On the hopes of a tyrant
No one makes it on
There is no peace
There is no love
Ain't no velvet glove
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