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Still King

Got a broken jaw
Words spoken all wrong
Keep hitting the vein
Nobody knows

Refuse servitude
Priest baby, lover maybe
Rolex down the drain
Now five to one

I'm still king
Parody of myself
Split shade lonely view

Let me die
Married a freak
I don't like it anymore

Spitting blood
Aching gut syndrome
Witches sang, a dependency
Impulse full swing

Trace reflection
Can't accept what I see
Euthanasia refrain
I feel alright

I'm still king
Parody of myself
Split shade lonely view

Let me die
Married a freak
I don't like it anymore

Southern drawl
Hip swing, close to perfect
How about a discount
Just dying inside

Future is bright
Can't be told, yes I know
Years gone stranger
It's been nice

I'm still king
Parody of myself
Split shade lonely view

Let me die
Married a freak
I don't like it anymore

I'm still king
I'm still king
I'm still king
Written by CarrionCrow44
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