I, The King

I'll take the blame

It's all a shame

New York is waiting

That's what he'd say

Now I am grown

Yet I am the same

My friends are dead now

Boy, how I changed

I was a shell

Sat by myself

The future erupted

Now I'm sat on the hill

I hope they're watching

And they record 'em

I hope they die slow

I hope they haunt 'em

Now I'm a king

Yet I'm still a kid

I was at peace

But you made me breathe

Salt in the sea

Tastes good to me

Now I shall bleed

Please let me be