Monarch, The New Taboo

Born with a silver spoon stuck in your mouth
Never hearing the shit that comes out
Regurgitated ideas of a pretentious existence
Always handed the path of least resistance
My heart is black, calloused, and cold
Never once shitting on a throne of gold
Through tooth and nail, I've fought my way out
And not to listen to the bullshit that you spout
I am an example of disorder
Bastard in the eyes of the reformer
Bring your wood, your hammer, and your nails
Try and crucify me, so I can watch you fail

This world was never enough for me
Ghosts of wasted youth, drowned in ecstasy
I'll wear a crown of thorns, if it means something to you
We'll be the New Taboo

Neither saints nor the sinners of hell
Will stop the fires inside I refuse to quell
The hatred in our hearts awakens the call
To the convoluted and the fake, I say "Fuck you all."

We are not the same
Fuck you all
We are not the same

This world was never enough for me
Ghosts of wasted youth, drowned in ecstasy
I'll wear a crown of thorns, if it means something to you
We'll be the New Taboo

Take my hand
For a better world
Hear my shouts
Hear my screams

This world was never enough for me
Ghosts of wasted youth, drowned in ecstasy
I'll wear a crown of thorns, if it means something to you
We'll be the New Taboo

There's blood on my hands
A crown of bones on my head
Join me on my throne
Because the worlds against us now
When all is said and done, we'll be the New Taboo



Credits
Writer(s): Robert Bryant
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