Can you hear the church bells ring? Here he comes, it´s the king of kings Can you hear the church bells ring? Here he comes, it´s the king of kings His hotel burns, made of ash and strings
Tell me, how to stop, I wanna get off Nervous when I talk about it See, I´m strugglin´ with thoughts What I used to love Losin´ patience and the passion Used to think about my younger self Before I had the wealth
Back when we got donations Just a kid feelin´ what he felt Dealin´ with the issues that he manifested Tried his best with what he got But he got lost in what he´s not No, he´s not a singer and he doesn´t talk He just got caught in a sub-plot Soon the shot was over, turned into a loner Started losin´ power in his own songs He was just a poser, losin´ his composure Lookin´ for the closure that he never got
Can you hear the church bells ring? Here he comes, it´s the king of kings His hotel burns, made of ash and strings He´s got all he wants, and lost everything
Everything about this life Don´t feel the same as your Hazel eyes alone I would rather be at home And I could laugh, and I could try, and live this life for a thousand times I know, I would rather be at home
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