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