Hierarchy (feat. Easton)

I'm making you another million

Some more whipped cream on your cake

I'm handing you another glorious pavilion

You've got something that I really need

Something, special we all feed on

In the hive you're the queen

I'm a stone from your throne

I'm a king, a motherfucking working droner

You can bite my wings off

And drag me out

You'll always be my keeper

My holy route

You can make another fucking million

But what you want ain't what you get

You can try to crush me

A thousand times

You will be my keeper

My holy way out

Try to make another fucking million

What you want ain't what you get

You blink and we all fall to our knees

Some more icing on the cake

Don't think for a second that we're more than civilians

You've got that something I need

That special thing we all feed on

In the hive you're the queen

I'm a stone from your throne

I'm a king, a motherfucking working droner

You can bite my wings off

And drag me out

You'll always be my keeper

My holy route

You can make another fucking million

But what you want ain't what you get

You can try to crush me

A thousand times

You will be my keeper

My holy way out

Try to make another fucking million

What you want ain't what you get

I don't care, if you're there, keep on rocking

Pick up the pieces I don't care, keep on knocking

I don't care, who you are, keep on rocking

You can bite my wings off

And drag me out

You'll always be my keeper

My holy route

You can make another fucking million

But what you want ain't what you get

You can try to crush me

A thousand times

You will be my keeper

My holy way out

Try to make another fucking million

What you want ain't what you get

You can bite my wings off

And drag me out

You'll always be my keeper

My holy route

You can make another fucking million

Yet what you want ain't what you get