Plastic Crown (With Onel)
Sitting on my tree,
Watching this
Small town in Hell
Funny how these peasants
Turn heads
When my grandma howls
Never liked
This stupid town,
Peacock in this
Land of fowls, Princess Peach
In a school of clowns I'm a rebel with
a plastic crown
Fragile men
Going off like bombs,
Now the clouds are
Raining blood
Massacres on T.V. help shape
The demons in my guts
Mama's barely
Ever home
Papa's six feet underground
All my friends
Sitting on my throne
But I've got my
Plastic crown
Watch the bullies
Pulling their horns back,
When I speak
The white man's tongue
Talkin' about wet pussy
Got me fitting
In with these clowns
Shut the blinds
As I walk in the door
Jackin' off to
Hot men in porn
If I'm going to Hell
Guess I'm going home
Think I cracked my
Plastic crown
Now I'm riding
Down these streets
Feeling my friends change
With the breeze
All the kites we built
We cut them loose When the stormy
Winds shook trees
Ships I made
In the bed of a lake
Boy I love
In the arms of a bitch
Stars I cry to
In the arms of space
I don't want this
Broken crown
I'm sick of trying to be 
What they've painted me
I was meant to fly free
I will write my name
Up in the sky
I'll find true love
Watch these peasants die
Mama took the
Hand of a swine
Said he'd take us
To his land of lies
Sweet goodbyes
To these Gator cries
Time to find myself
A golden crown
Not a Peacock
In a land of Fowls
Princess Peach in
A school of clowns
Fuck this town
And this plastic crown.
Watching this
Small town in Hell
Funny how these peasants
Turn heads
When my grandma howls
Never liked
This stupid town,
Peacock in this
Land of fowls, Princess Peach
In a school of clowns I'm a rebel with
a plastic crown
Fragile men
Going off like bombs,
Now the clouds are
Raining blood
Massacres on T.V. help shape
The demons in my guts
Mama's barely
Ever home
Papa's six feet underground
All my friends
Sitting on my throne
But I've got my
Plastic crown
Watch the bullies
Pulling their horns back,
When I speak
The white man's tongue
Talkin' about wet pussy
Got me fitting
In with these clowns
Shut the blinds
As I walk in the door
Jackin' off to
Hot men in porn
If I'm going to Hell
Guess I'm going home
Think I cracked my
Plastic crown
Now I'm riding
Down these streets
Feeling my friends change
With the breeze
All the kites we built
We cut them loose When the stormy
Winds shook trees
Ships I made
In the bed of a lake
Boy I love
In the arms of a bitch
Stars I cry to
In the arms of space
I don't want this
Broken crown
I'm sick of trying to be 
What they've painted me
I was meant to fly free
I will write my name
Up in the sky
I'll find true love
Watch these peasants die
Mama took the
Hand of a swine
Said he'd take us
To his land of lies
Sweet goodbyes
To these Gator cries
Time to find myself
A golden crown
Not a Peacock
In a land of Fowls
Princess Peach in
A school of clowns
Fuck this town
And this plastic crown.
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