Prince of Nothing
I've thought about breaking your windows
I've thought about smashing your jaw
I've thought about taking my
Frustrations out on your front door
I've choked on all the lies and lines that you said to us before
But I won't say your name no more
This is, the first year, that I wished
That I believed in God
Instead of pretending to be something i'm not
This is the first year, that I've had to know myself
Back with a story to tell
Going straight through hell
Sweet Prince of Nothing did it all catch up with you?
You played with fire but you're wet right through
A blanket that is keeping nobody warm
If sadness were locusts, you'd be a fucking swarm
This is, the first year, that I wished
That I believed in God
Instead of pretending to be something i'm not
This is the first year
That I had to know myself
Back with a story to tell
Going straig
Ht through Hell
Prince of nothing
King of bullshit
You think you're whiplash
But you're a car crash
You think you know better?
But boy don't know better
You talk a lot a lot a lot
For one who has not got much to say
Felt like the sun came out
The day you went away
Goodbye my toxic friend
This is the end
From cradle, to rave
From stage, to grave
This is the end
Prince of nothing
King of bullshit
I've thought about smashing your jaw
I've thought about taking my
Frustrations out on your front door
I've choked on all the lies and lines that you said to us before
But I won't say your name no more
This is, the first year, that I wished
That I believed in God
Instead of pretending to be something i'm not
This is the first year, that I've had to know myself
Back with a story to tell
Going straight through hell
Sweet Prince of Nothing did it all catch up with you?
You played with fire but you're wet right through
A blanket that is keeping nobody warm
If sadness were locusts, you'd be a fucking swarm
This is, the first year, that I wished
That I believed in God
Instead of pretending to be something i'm not
This is the first year
That I had to know myself
Back with a story to tell
Going straig
Ht through Hell
Prince of nothing
King of bullshit
You think you're whiplash
But you're a car crash
You think you know better?
But boy don't know better
You talk a lot a lot a lot
For one who has not got much to say
Felt like the sun came out
The day you went away
Goodbye my toxic friend
This is the end
From cradle, to rave
From stage, to grave
This is the end
Prince of nothing
King of bullshit
Credits
Writer(s): Alexander Duncan Hay, Thomas Luke Gibbs, Karl Smith, Alexander Huw Whibley-conway, Karl Jeffery, Thomas Mcfaull
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