Heat
Come down off of your cloud
I've a request that you give me that crown
Hush now, you've had a good run
But I'm prepared to raise armies with guns
I've made rings with gold from your earth
I can wear them to prescribe my worth
I've made shells with brass from your hand
I can point them at any who stand
Speak now while your tongue still has worth
In the hands that will transcribe your words
For now make leave of your throne
Let the dust settle over these robes
I've made rings with gold from your earth
I can wear them to prescribe my worth
I've made shells with brass from your hand
I can point them at any who stand
Speak now while your tongue still has worth
In the hands that will transcribe your words
For now you'll make leave of your throne
Let the dust settle over these robes
Come down off of your cloud
I've a request that you give me that crown
Hush now, you've had a good run
But I'm prepared to raise armies with guns
Speak now while your tongue still has worth
In the hands that will transcribe your words
For now you'll make leave of your throne
Let the dust settle over these robes
I've a request that you give me that crown
Hush now, you've had a good run
But I'm prepared to raise armies with guns
I've made rings with gold from your earth
I can wear them to prescribe my worth
I've made shells with brass from your hand
I can point them at any who stand
Speak now while your tongue still has worth
In the hands that will transcribe your words
For now make leave of your throne
Let the dust settle over these robes
I've made rings with gold from your earth
I can wear them to prescribe my worth
I've made shells with brass from your hand
I can point them at any who stand
Speak now while your tongue still has worth
In the hands that will transcribe your words
For now you'll make leave of your throne
Let the dust settle over these robes
Come down off of your cloud
I've a request that you give me that crown
Hush now, you've had a good run
But I'm prepared to raise armies with guns
Speak now while your tongue still has worth
In the hands that will transcribe your words
For now you'll make leave of your throne
Let the dust settle over these robes
Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin Ruttner, James Patterson, Kaelyn Behr, Samuel Harris
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