Palace Of Losers

No matter if they were to spit in your eyes I would stand close beside you And all of the times that they laugh about us I would be standing there too In our little house where our little thrones sit Our little palace is proof Sheltered from all the sins of the world Sheltered from feeling so blue Look out, the worlds up in arms I guess they just cant see your charms I smell the half-baked coffee beans You keep putting, back in the can As soft morning air, comes into our room I know its all part of your plan Look out, the worlds up in arms I guess they just cant see your charms I tell you some things for to lend you a hand And lift you up to the light Im broken and happy and I dont care if this Goes on, and on every night