Ca sĩ: Paramore Album: Paramore

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What a shame, what a shame,
We all remain such fragile broken things
A beauty half betrayed,
Butterflie s with punctured wings.
Still there are darkened places deep in my heart,
Where once was blazing, right now,
There's a tiny spark.

Oh Glory,
Come and find me,
Oh Glory,

Come and find me dancing all alone,
To the sound of an enemie's song,
I'll be lost unttil you find me,
Fighting on my own,
In a war that's already been won,
I'll be lost until you come and find me,
Oh Glory.

What a mess, what a mystery we made.
With love and other simple things,
Learning to forgive,
Even when it wasn't a mistake.
I question every human,
Who won't look in my eyes,
Scars left on my heart, formed patterns what is in my mind.

Oh Glory

You will find me dancing all alone
To the sound of an enemie's song,
I'll be lost until you find me,
Fighting on my own,
In a war that's already been won,
I'll lost until you come and find me,
Oh Glory.

Like the moon, we borrow light.
I am nothing but a shadow in the night,
So if you let me I will catch fire,
So let your glory and mercy shine.