Finally I felt the calming breeze
Stepping out to watch the final scene
After all it's you, my pride and me
I can't speak whatever I can speak
You see

Now I found the ways to meet the means
Faker faced to make the kingdom clean
After all it's me and the king and the the beast
Whatever, whatever I can't speak
I sing

How can I explain my wounded feet?
We cut them off in second market scenes
They cut me off before I start to see
But I can cry as long as money is seen
It seems, me, see, me, me, me

Sound on the dead neck or a habit
So I dig it up and bury it
Ground what a broke head, I think I'm dying
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What broke head, what a habit
I need another and another one, the ground
What a dead head, I think I'm dying
I think I'm dying for another one, the sound

What a broke neck, what a lion
I need another and another one, the sound
What cheap trick, what a habit
What a habit when I need it, yeah, the sound

What a dead neck, what a lion
I need another and another one, the sound
What a cheap trick, what a habit
I think I'm dying for the sound

What dead neck, what a habit
I think I'll dig it up and bury it
Ground, what a broke head
I think I'm dying, I think I'm dying