Fighter - Hundreds, Rue Royale

This is such a waste of time.

Well, I am such a waste of time.

The moment I raised my head,

you started to forget.

As the gentle guilt left me bare,

you’ve taken the crown, left me in despair,

I sang out for you, emptied my heart.

I let you down.

My fighter, my guard…

Every difference I put in your hands,

we never left, always been around.

Then you brought up your mighty son,

and i fell apart, I’ll never understand.

My fighter my guard…