Goddamn I'm dead again, woe is me
Seems to be that I'm a wanted man these days
I’m down the rabbit hole but I don't want to go.
Rot in peace, down a dead end street; I believe
I hear em calling but they're ringing out of key.
They’re saying, “Listen boy may god rest your soul.”
Got a lease on borrowed time, it’s catching up to me.
Now let it bleed
It's off with his head, and on with the show
The old king is dead, gone in one fatal blow
And I don't believe he'll be coming back for more,
Taking the crown of the brand new low.
Take a look around, you've really blown it all to hell.
What's the point in trying unless you're going to do it well.
So get off my back if I'm a goddamn misery and let it bleed.
Now let it bleed.
It's off with his head, and on with the show
The old king is dead, gone in one fatal blow
And I don't believe he'll be coming back for more,
Taking the crown of the brand new low.
compositores: Deryck Jason Whibley
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