[Intro: Choir]
Softness in our hymn
Soft, like coming rain
Soft, like Bronwen
Victoria!
[Chorus]
Bring back the world
Bring back the girl
[Verse 1: Kyote Noir & Butch Arkas]
I'm a god, I'm a boss where I'm from
You don't understand, baby you should talk to the don
Straight aces, no patience, plus some old favors
Gray acres, different places, it's all spacious
So cold, but so magic
All tragic, blood bombs all hold sadness
The worth of another man's soul will know balance
We're tipping on the scales of hell, [?] madness
[Pre-Chorus: Daniella Wizard]
Bring back the world
Bring back the girl
[Interlude: Choir]
Softness in our hymn
Soft, like coming rain
Soft, like Bronwen
Victoria!
Softness in our hymn
Soft, like coming rain
Soft, like Bronwen
Victoria!
[Chorus]
Bring back the world
Bring back the girl
[Verse 1: Kyote Noir & Butch Arkas]
I'm a god, I'm a boss where I'm from
You don't understand, baby you should talk to the don
Straight aces, no patience, plus some old favors
Gray acres, different places, it's all spacious
So cold, but so magic
All tragic, blood bombs all hold sadness
The worth of another man's soul will know balance
We're tipping on the scales of hell, [?] madness
[Pre-Chorus: Daniella Wizard]
Bring back the world
Bring back the girl
[Interlude: Choir]
Softness in our hymn
Soft, like coming rain
Soft, like Bronwen
Victoria!
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