Under My Throne
Blurred vision
My senses drown to a bottom of no control
White knuckles
I'm fighting my way out of everything I know
Crawl out of your safe space into a body bag
I've got some plans for you
These ideas I have, you're never coming back
So, pray to God it ain't true
I think I've gave it all
I've been kicked like a dog
Left on the streets to die
All I see is red
All I see is red
There's nothing left to save
My thoughts and feelings are gone
Violence won, so fuck everyone
There's nothing to fear, so let the message spread
If you do me wrong, then l'll do you dead
My hate has lived for your life, you weak pathetic fly
Your sense of power hit your ceiling
Expired and died
You think you have some control
Pleading not to expose
You're a nothing going no where
Rotting under my throne
You're rotting under my throne
You're rotting under my...
I think I've gave it all
I've been kicked like a dog
Left on the streets to die
All I see is red
All I see is red
There's nothing left to save
My thoughts and feelings are gone
Violence won, so fuck everyone
There's nothing to fear, so let the message spread
If you do me wrong, then l'll do you dead
I'll do you dead
I'll do you dead
So, bleed and rot out, rot under my throne
Bleed and rot out, rot under my throne
So, bleed and rot out, rot under my throne
Bleed and rot out, rot under my throne
So, bleed and rot out, rot under my throne
Bleed and rot out, rot under my throne
So, bleed and rot out, rot under my throne
So, bleed and rot out, it's you that I own
My senses drown to a bottom of no control
White knuckles
I'm fighting my way out of everything I know
Crawl out of your safe space into a body bag
I've got some plans for you
These ideas I have, you're never coming back
So, pray to God it ain't true
I think I've gave it all
I've been kicked like a dog
Left on the streets to die
All I see is red
All I see is red
There's nothing left to save
My thoughts and feelings are gone
Violence won, so fuck everyone
There's nothing to fear, so let the message spread
If you do me wrong, then l'll do you dead
My hate has lived for your life, you weak pathetic fly
Your sense of power hit your ceiling
Expired and died
You think you have some control
Pleading not to expose
You're a nothing going no where
Rotting under my throne
You're rotting under my throne
You're rotting under my...
I think I've gave it all
I've been kicked like a dog
Left on the streets to die
All I see is red
All I see is red
There's nothing left to save
My thoughts and feelings are gone
Violence won, so fuck everyone
There's nothing to fear, so let the message spread
If you do me wrong, then l'll do you dead
I'll do you dead
I'll do you dead
So, bleed and rot out, rot under my throne
Bleed and rot out, rot under my throne
So, bleed and rot out, rot under my throne
Bleed and rot out, rot under my throne
So, bleed and rot out, rot under my throne
Bleed and rot out, rot under my throne
So, bleed and rot out, rot under my throne
So, bleed and rot out, it's you that I own
Credits
Writer(s): Bryan James Kuznitz, Josue Javier Amador, Jeremy Matthew Dudak
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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