King for a Day lyrics

Dare me to jump off of this Jersey bridge

I bet you never had a Friday night like this

Keep it up keep it up lets raise our hands

I take a look up in the sky and I see red

Red for the cancer, red for the wealthy,

Red for the drink that's mixed with suicide.

Everything red.

Please, won't you push me for the last time,

Lets scream until there's nothing left

So sick of playing, I don't want this anymore.

The thought of you is no fucking fun.

You want a martyr, I'll be one

Because enough's enough,

We're done.

You told me, "Think about it."

Well I did, now I don't wanna feel a thing anymore

I'm tired of begging for the things that I want,

I'm over sleeping like a dog on the floor.

The thing I think I love

Will surely bring me pain

Intoxication, paranoia, and a lot of fame

Three cheers for throwing up

Pubescent drama queen

You make me sick, I make it worse by drinking late.

(Scream) Until there's nothing left

So sick of playing, I don't want to anymore

The thought of you is no fucking fun

You want a martyr I'll be one

Because enough's enough we're done

You told me, "Think about it." well I did

Now I don't wanna feel a thing anymore

I'm tired of begging for the things that I want

I'm over sleeping like a dog on the floor.

Imagine living like a king someday.

A single night without a ghost in the walls.

And if the bass shakes the earth underground.

We'll start a new revolution NOW!

(Alright here we go)

Hail Mary, forgive me

Blood for blood, hearts beating

Come at me, now this is war

Fuck with this new beat

Oh

NOW!

Terror begins inside a bloodless vein

I was just a product of the street youth rage

Born in this world without a voice or say

Caught in the spokes with an abandoned brain

I know you well but this ain't a game

Blow the smoke in diamond shape

Dying is a gift so,

Close your eyes and rest in peace

You told me, "Think about it." well I did

Now I don't wanna feel a thing anymore

I'm tired of begging for the things that I want

I'm over sleeping like a dog on the floor.

Imagine living like a king someday.

A single night without a ghost in the walls.

We are the shadows screaming take us now

We'd rather die than live to rust on the ground.

Shit

• Artist:Pierce the Veil
• Album:Collide with the Sky (2012)