get f**ed!
i spoke to you about all my hopes and dreams
but you told me that nothing is as easy as it seems
helpless you left me for dead
my salvation came from the distance we had
don't speak to me
like you're something better than me
and i know you wish you were the king of the world
and you think it's gospel
the things that you say
don't speak to me
like you're something better than me
there is no cure for these sickly decisions
i'll watch the world crumble by your own hands
don't speak to me
like you're something better than me
and i know you wish you were the king of the world
and you think it's gospel
the things that you say
don't speak to me
like you're something better than me
you're f**ing dead to me
curse my name under your labored breathing
i am the king and this is my court
as you gaze upon my majesty
i'll watch your life come to an end