There is No Prize by Tigers on Trains Lyrics

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Quote from the song “There is No Prize” by Tigers on Trains


There is no scope
There is no lens
But what will be scratched by the end
There is no flame
There is no torch
But what can be lit and destroyed and reborn
So what is flesh
What is skin
But that which you're imprisoned in
There is no prize
No purse of gold
But what will be gambled away when you're old

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There is No Prize lyrics [Tigers on Trains]

Tigers on Trains: There is No Prize Lyrics






Credits, Cast & Crew of Song “There is No Prize”

  • Written: Christian van Deurs, Mason Maggio
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Additional Information About the Sample “There is No Prize”:

  • Written: Christian van Deurs, Mason Maggio

Perfect Lyrics of the Song “There is No Prize” Released in 2021

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[Verse 1]

There is no scope
There is no lens
But what will be scratched by the end
There is no flame
There is no torch
But what can be lit and destroyed and reborn
So what is flesh
What is skin
But that which you're imprisoned in
There is no prize
No purse of gold
But what will be gambled away when you're old

[Chorus 1]

I unwrapped the trenchant truth
And folded away my youth
Now nothing more than change
Held on to just incase

[Verse 2]

There are no Gods
No sacred ghosts
But thosе who had purchased their post
Therе is no leaf
No patch of grass
But that which is withering fast
So what is grace
What is beauty
But that which someday will die
For me at least

[Chorus 2]

But next year is almost here
Is that you fed your fear
Haven't you grown a bit
Aren't you past that shit

[Outro]

It is a sin
It's such a shame
That it's so damn easy to be afraid
'Cuz you are pure
And you are brave
But you were a hell of a mess to create