Pyrite Promises Songtext
von Dionysia

Ooh listen to those fingers tap
Nervous child dreams hanging in the balance
All for the gain of the wallet of the fat man
I don′t want to be that man
Cause I'll stand with my pride in my pocket
But I won′t wait long enough for them to knock it down
Ooh listen to those fingers tap

Forty days and forty nights 'til I get where I'm going
A hundred stairs a million flights
But I won′t trade a silver plate for some pyrite promise
If it ain′t real ain't worth my time


And to the royalty incumbent
Perhaps I′m just a number
But even as a number with a value undiscovered
I'm not sold by your royalty at all, oh no

Forty days and forty nights ′til I get where I'm going
A hundred stairs a million flights
But I won′t trade a silver plate for some pyrite promise
If it ain't real ain't worth my time

Ain′t worth my...

Forty days and forty nights ′til I get where I'm going
A hundred stairs a million flights
But I won′t trade a silver plate for some pyrite promise
If it ain't real ain′t worth my time