Paroles de Pomp And Circumstances

"When i was born i lost, when i was freed i fought, now that i'm loved i'm caught between the rest and this tragicness an invited guest (ghost?), torn broken and frayed don't we face warm sunshine and graves, i want you to stay for a while we can fail in style i can hold your smile for a while. What was once new now gone, what was once praised now wrong, as they go we can say we know but what do we know? but warm sunshine and graves, don't we see what's bitter to taste? torn broken and frayed don't we face warm sunshine and graves, won't you stay? Cuz i won't tell, i won't tell a soul that i'm mad as hell, torn broken and frayed, i'm torn broken and frayed, no, i'm cold worn out and shamed"