King of the world
Downfall gates open
the inviting warm smiles of the quaranteen breakers
Missing teeth let their infection seethe
Their theories of a coin based economy
King of the world
Routine is supposed to be your doctor
Now you are the day´s slave
snacks pillaged and sleep in lethargic and blue
spend that last cent on caffeine
You stopped sleeping
haze became your existance
meaning left the hours
like a sumptious fling dying in midflower
dreams are priceless and locked up tight
chaos in your head
started nibling on your health
the scenery melted your patience
dreams hungered to manifest
deprivation meets your excess hungrily
and they invest their capital in a psychological disease
dawn was met by your sleepy eyes wide open
don´t misplace your mind son
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