If I was king of all the rotten stealing filth from those forgotten would you be my queen of this desperate land, do you give a damn?
What if I had to scold you listen once but never tried and true What if I had to trade you for another man, do you think I can?
I won't call on the angels no beating on the line as I turn to amputate... I'm bleeding on you
What if you were torn in two what if I wanted to be like you what if I was high like an aeroplane, would you look at me the same?
I won't call on the angels no beating on the line as I turn to amputate... I'm bleeding on you
If we walked side by side would you step stab my back and kill my pride or would you fall ahead, or would you move behind, tell me what's unkind
Now if I was king of all the rotten stealing filth from those forgotten would you be my queen of this desperate land, do you think I give a damn?
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