King

You don’t get what all this is about
You’re too wrapped up in your self-doubt
You’ve got that young blood, set it free. 

You’ve got it all

You lost your mind in the sound
There’s so much more
You can reclaim your crown
You’re in control
Rid of the monsters inside your head
Put all your faults to bed
You can be king again.

There’s method in my madness
There’s no logic in your sadness
You don’t gain a single thing from misery

Take it from me.

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