Fallen King

Down in the pits

You hear her voice

Pull all the stops

You have no choice

I bit the apple

Oh my sweet Eve

I burnt the pedestal

Just to believe

The things I do to feel something

Everyone loves a fallen king

Style over substance

Morally ambiguous

Give me your sweet nothings

I'll take the bait

I'm biting

I bit the apple

Oh my sweet Eve

I burnt the pedestal

Just to believe

The things I do to feel something

Everyone loves a fallen king

I burnt all the maps

I go this way and that

Like a lonely acrobat

I never live for the aftermath