積分
演出藝人
herana
演出者
詞曲
Dominic Cabusi
詞曲創作
Bronte O'Neill
詞曲創作
歌詞
Put yourself on a throne of your own creation
Cos a peasant's too low for association
Ruling like King Henry, gotcha plenty
Push em down, grab the crown, leave em
Felt bored on your lonesome
Needed more than your portion
Cos the world owes you all you're worth and it's true
We're lucky to know ya
Gotta thought better shout it
Make sure you're surrounded
Cos you lead never follow but your team's getting hollow
When they finally doubt it
It's hard to hold on to what you know when the bad is all you're show
Put yourself on a throne of your own creation
Cos a peasant's too low for association
Ruling like King Henry, gotcha plenty
Push em down, grab the crown, leave em empty
Credit ain't worth whatcha tryna buy
When a lovin ain't first cos the rank ain't high
Don't it get real lonely, with you only
Grab a friend, play pretend, come and show me
Dripping in wrong but you shine like it's right
Diamonds and envy won't hold you at night
Smile nice for the cameo
Spitfire for the friends though
Cos your heart's never given soon your friends start living
Then out comes your crossbow
Got hard to hold on to what I knew cos you lost the good in you
Put yourself on a throne of your own creation
Cos a peasant's too low for association
Ruling like King Henry, gotcha plenty
Push em down, grab the crown, leave em empty
Credit ain't worth whatcha tryna buy
When a lovin ain't first cos the rank ain't high
Don't it get real lonely, with you only
Grab a friend, play pretend, come and show me
Dripping in wrong but you shine like it's right
Diamonds and envy won't hold you at night
(huh, huh, huh, huh)
Put yourself on a throne of your own creation
Cos a peasant's too low for association
Ruling like King Henry, gotcha plenty
Push em down, grab the crown, leave em
Put yourself on a throne of your own creation
Cos a peasant's too low for association
Ruling like King Henry, gotcha plenty
Push em down, grab the crown, leave em empty
Credit ain't worth whatcha tryna buy
When a lovin ain't first cos the rank ain't high
Don't it get real lonely, with you only
Grab a friend, play pretend, come and show me
Dripping in wrong but you shine like it's right
Diamonds and envy won't hold you at night
Can't keep a friend if you salt where it aches
Can't keep a love if they give like you take
Written by: Bronte O'Neill, Dominic Cabusi
