Let the Beggars Beg

This joke's intolerable
Slips through your silver tongue
And not the least of all, it's on the radio
They talk about the way you sold it
An unconditional coronation of the old fool
Who would be king

Something's wrong with his eyes
Could it be horror or pride
Disengaged with the sound
Of the stillborn laughter from the crowd

Hold yourself
In your rage
Feel the truth
Taking center stage
Watch as we eat from the crumbs on the floor (oh-oh)
Let the beggars beg
Laugh 'til your blue, now they're screaming for more

Carousеl occupies
Sicknesses and motionlеss cries
Our debate isn't quite
Fair, and now the banners thrash
Into the wind and out we lash

Hold yourself
In your rage
Feel the truth
Taking center stage
Watch as we eat from the crumbs on the floor (oh-oh)
Let the beggars beg
Laugh 'til you're blue, now they're screaming for more

A camera flash, a pistol pulled
Depending on how you read the room
I wanted unmistakable proof (oh-oh)
From a damaged brain
How can you know what you feel?
Flinch, although the punch is pulled

Always the anxiety
It never seems to end
Spiraling inside of me
Obeying your command
I'll do what you're telling me
On you, I will depend
Questions aside an artful bribe
Obey and I'll pretend

Always the anxiety
It never seems to end
Spiraling inside of me
Obeying your command
I'll do what you're telling me
On you, I will depend
Questions aside an artful bribe
Obey and I'll pretend

(Oh-oh) taking center stage
Watch as we eat from the crumbs on the floor (oh-oh)
Let the beggars beg
Laugh 'til you're blue, now they're screaming for more
(Laugh 'til they screaming for more)

A camera flash, a pistol pulled
Depending on how you read the room
I wanted unmistakable proof (wanted unmistakable proof)
From a damaged brain
How can you know what you feel?
Flinch although the punch is pulled



Credits
Writer(s): Brett R Rasmussen, Nikolas Hill, Kevin Alexander Kilkenny, Craig Steven Anderson, Eli Santana
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