f** you all
For comics on the floor
A gun sling that you stole
When you wave off
To find your kingdom gone
It's gonna hurt
Hold me down
A ladder, a rope
A broken telescope
Demolished one by one
Right the minute you left
And I'll be good as d**h
When you figure it out
And break my face and fingers in return
When you wake up
To find your kingdom gone
It's gonna hurt
But at least I'm a peace in the combat
The web and straw
And the voices call my name
You better call again
'Cause I'm not gonna be an easy match
You're running out of friends
But I'll choose this mess again
Over boredom
Now it's gone
And now I've seen it all
You're rubbish and you go
Any minute, no, don't
And I'm not saying it's fun
You better learn
When you wake up
To find your kingdom gone
It's gonna hurt
But at least I'm a peace in the combat
The web and straw
And the voices call my name
You better call again
'Cause I'm not gonna be an easy match
You're running out of friends
But I'll choose this mess again
Over boredom