Call Me A Mascot
Call me a fake, I'm not a saint
Call me a mascot
You can call me your mascot
I'll save you my last shot
Call me a fake, I'm not a saint
Call me a mascot
You can call me your mascot
Three, two, one, die
I am safe to say you're wrong
With all your ignorance
You are all alone
With your intolerance
I'm sick of the words that you say
Sick of the games you play
Goodbye to the enemy
Cut the strings
Spread the wings
This will be the last day of a dying king
We know this is not the end (not the end)
We're gonna rise up, burn down
Beat you with your own crown
This is not the end
We're gonna tear up the throne
This is our countdown
You're too proud to say you're wrong
With all your confidence
You're so fucking dumb
You're insignificant
I'm sick of the words that you say
Sick of the games you play
Goodbye to the enemy
Break the chains
Leave me be
This will be the last day of our misery
We know this is not the end (not the end)
We're gonna rise up, burn down
Beat you with your own crown
This is not the end
We're gonna tear up the throne
This is our countdown
We know this is not the end
We're gonna rise up, burn down
Beat you with your own crown
This is not the end
We're gonna tear up the throne
This is our countdown
This is not the end (not the end)
This is not the end
We're gonna tear up throne
This is our countdown!
Call me a mascot
You can call me your mascot
I'll save you my last shot
Call me a fake, I'm not a saint
Call me a mascot
You can call me your mascot
Three, two, one, die
I am safe to say you're wrong
With all your ignorance
You are all alone
With your intolerance
I'm sick of the words that you say
Sick of the games you play
Goodbye to the enemy
Cut the strings
Spread the wings
This will be the last day of a dying king
We know this is not the end (not the end)
We're gonna rise up, burn down
Beat you with your own crown
This is not the end
We're gonna tear up the throne
This is our countdown
You're too proud to say you're wrong
With all your confidence
You're so fucking dumb
You're insignificant
I'm sick of the words that you say
Sick of the games you play
Goodbye to the enemy
Break the chains
Leave me be
This will be the last day of our misery
We know this is not the end (not the end)
We're gonna rise up, burn down
Beat you with your own crown
This is not the end
We're gonna tear up the throne
This is our countdown
We know this is not the end
We're gonna rise up, burn down
Beat you with your own crown
This is not the end
We're gonna tear up the throne
This is our countdown
This is not the end (not the end)
This is not the end
We're gonna tear up throne
This is our countdown!
Credits
Writer(s): Manuel Wintjen, Niclas Brinkmann
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