Tiny God

Think of the head that you praise
And not just the body you use
Think of the child your mother raised
You think that she would be proud of you
Think every breath that you take
Is not by a choice I make
Know everyday that you wake
You know you're a fucking disgrace

And I will drink from the cup of their lust
Until my blood is thick with your synthetic love
Into the void that is I
Into the void that is I

I am not a king
I am not a god
I am dreams of disappointment and fears
I am not a king
I am not a god
I am dreams of disappointment and fears

Sun storms rolling off your tongue
Hurricanes falling out your eyes
Put the crown on my head
Lick the honey off my feet
Get your mind out the gutter
Put your tongue between my teeth

And I will drink from the cup of their lust
Until my blood is thick with your synthetic love
Into the void that is I
Into the void that is I

I am not a king
I am not a god
I am dreams of disappointment and fears
I am not a king
I am not a god
I am dreams of disappointment and fears

Bow, Bow, Bow, Bow

I am your king
I am your god
I am your nightmares come true
I am your king
I am your god
I am your nightmares come true



Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Lum Hung
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