Darkest of us All

See them - there they stand
black flowers in their hands
see their velvets and their laces
proud expressions on their faces

Their blackened souls of darkest hue
match their shoes and wardrobes too
they only emerge at night
sharp words are how they fight

CHORUS

So much so much better than you
been everywhere done everything
with a condecending glare
they make us all aware
We are lowly, beneath their view

They are the Darkest of us All
children headed for a fall
their wit will not protect them from their pain
underneath it all they're all the same





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