Crown
Pour milk into my mouth
The foam is clear
I've been feeding from a drip
Don't wake me if I'm wrong
I'm happy here afloat
In intravenous sick
Hope, why's it always hope
Why's it always something
That you can lean on
I don't see the fucking joke
'cos underneath it
Is the truth we believed in
Chances are we're already dead
and we're lying to ourselves again
Try to visualise the end and repeat it
Believe it, we're dead
A crown is for nothing
A crown is for nothing
Drunk on velvet chemical suppressants
I'm rarely sober or awake
I dream I wake I dream again
It's hard to tell
What is real and what is fake
Hope, why's it always hope
If this is fiction
Does it end with a punchline?
I don't see the fucking joke
'cos underneath it
Is the dream we believed in
Chances are we're already dead
and we're lying to ourselves again
Try to visualise the end and repeat it
Believe it, we're dead
A crown is for nothing
A crown is for nothing
Curious to know what we do next
Now that it's over
Foolish to think god would save our necks
Now that it's over
We're dead
Now that it's over
Now that it's over
We're dead
Now that it's over
Now that it's over
Hanging by the lies that we've been fed
Victims of the promises unkept
Blinded by the scriptures we've read
Now that it's over
We're dead
A crown is for nothing
A crown is for nothing
We're dead
A crown is for nothing
A crown is for nothing
The foam is clear
I've been feeding from a drip
Don't wake me if I'm wrong
I'm happy here afloat
In intravenous sick
Hope, why's it always hope
Why's it always something
That you can lean on
I don't see the fucking joke
'cos underneath it
Is the truth we believed in
Chances are we're already dead
and we're lying to ourselves again
Try to visualise the end and repeat it
Believe it, we're dead
A crown is for nothing
A crown is for nothing
Drunk on velvet chemical suppressants
I'm rarely sober or awake
I dream I wake I dream again
It's hard to tell
What is real and what is fake
Hope, why's it always hope
If this is fiction
Does it end with a punchline?
I don't see the fucking joke
'cos underneath it
Is the dream we believed in
Chances are we're already dead
and we're lying to ourselves again
Try to visualise the end and repeat it
Believe it, we're dead
A crown is for nothing
A crown is for nothing
Curious to know what we do next
Now that it's over
Foolish to think god would save our necks
Now that it's over
We're dead
Now that it's over
Now that it's over
We're dead
Now that it's over
Now that it's over
Hanging by the lies that we've been fed
Victims of the promises unkept
Blinded by the scriptures we've read
Now that it's over
We're dead
A crown is for nothing
A crown is for nothing
We're dead
A crown is for nothing
A crown is for nothing
Credits
Writer(s): Adam John Spark, Adam Peter Weston, Ian Lewis Kenny, Glenn Michael Sarangapany, Ian Patrick Berney
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