Let it be
You don't even know
It's just an endless need
They picked you apart
I was right about those
Champagne tears in king's city
Biggest fear is to die, not pretty
Child prophet
Can't take it
For a hefty price
Alarmist voices that know where to strive
Can you get enough of your new god?
Crawled out from a sunken place
They can't tell you how to operate
Burned out by the stakes you made
I'm so fucking sick of these rich beautiful people
People take it all
Staring at me, am I the demon?
Staring at me, am I the demon?
Champagne tears in king's city
The biggest fear is to die, not pretty
Take what's left
I don't need it
Take what's left
I also feel pain
