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The King Blues
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After all the people we've offended My funeral will be barely attended Or just so busy they'll be turned away As they line up to spit on my grave Give eulogies, lie to your face Convince each other I'm in a worse place They can dig me up to kick me about Even the worms will spit me right out one day Throw a street parade with my head on a spike Stick my corpse in the stocks if you like Rip out my teeth for a charm on your neck To warn all the people that I never met Tie me to horses, tear me to quarters Until I'm hung, until I'm drawn and slaughtered But it'll kill them, it'll leave it's mark To find out that I died with love in my heart one day Only God can judge me, and clearly he hates me If he could stand me, he'd come down and take me But instead I'm stood on the edge of this cliff It hurts so much with a heart this big It hurts so much to care, hurts so much to love Hurts so much I'm cursing whoever's above But nobody hears me, I'll lock myself away Drink myself to death, hope it all goes away But they got nothing to say, and the truth comes out one day
Writer(s): Jonathan Fox Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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