King of Nothing
I'd like to welcome everybody here listening
We're lost and sort of vacant
I've got no space to sell you
Yet I'm always returning
You woke it up behind the hill
And I heard there's hell to pay
You woke it up behind the hill and yeah I heard there's hell to pay
It's cold outside and outside you sold it
Everything i see is not what i know
You're all lost yeah i said it
It's all gone
I'm the king of nothing to be found and I am fucking sick of hiding
We're lost and sort of vacant
I've got no space to sell you
Yet I'm always returning
You woke it up behind the hill
And I heard there's hell to pay
You woke it up behind the hill and yeah I heard there's hell to pay
It's cold outside and outside you sold it
Everything i see is not what i know
You're all lost yeah i said it
It's all gone
I'm the king of nothing to be found and I am fucking sick of hiding
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Writer(s): Taylor Larsen
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