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Nerves Baddington - Would Be Kings lyrics

Artist: Nerves Baddington

album: Run B H M (B-Sides)


I'm a king, I'm a king, I'm a king, I'm a king, I'm a king, I'm a king
Follow me
Whatchu mean, whatchu mean, whatchu mean, whatchu mean, imma
I'm a king, I'm a king, I'm a king, I'm a king, I'm a king
Whatchu mean, whatchu mean, whatchu mean, whatchu mean, imma
I'm a king, I'm a king, I'm a king, I'm a king, I'm a king
Imma sing, imma sing, imma sing for my supper sir
I don't expect it for free
I'm a dream in a dream in a dream so it seems
Sure, what you expect it to be
What you mean it don't mean anything
What if dreams work, I suspect we will see
I lie awake, tryna make what I rely on to break
But nowadays time it takes try fly into fate
Might as well bite the bait, trap a fly in a cage
That trap or die life the same life that art imitates
Please pardon my faith, hardest part to debate
Preserve my brain in a jar, serve my heart on a plate
Slang words chew fat flavor part of the steak
Barter breaks trade bars, aim for stars, raise stakes
By daybreak I'll awake, lucid dreaming of peace
Love, health and success to see my team on our feet
So follow me
Yeah, Yeah, the would be kings and queens
Would be
All the would be kings and queens, they dream of magic reign
The sound of screaming machines fiend for drastic change
Sacred secrets got twisted, remixed and reenlisted
Now most the pieces are missing, buried beneath this prison
All the would be kings and queens, they dream of magic reign
The sound of screaming machines fiend for drastic change
Sacred secrets got twisted, remixed and reenlisted
Now most the pieces are missing, buried beneath this prison
When I write these words, they're more than words
Buried beneath this prison
When I write these words, they're more than words
Buried beneath this prison
When I write these words, they're more than words
Buried beneath this prison
Most of the pieces are missing
When I write these words, they're more than words
It's communication
When I feel this urge, I'm on the verge
And I'm losing patience
What if I deserve to pin the burden on new relations
Tooth is aching from chewing straight fucking
Through the pavement
Like euthanasia, doctors prescribe suicide
Fly on by and die, sign on the line and slide inside
All you'll find is bodies dying side by side
I'm shy with mine that's fine
Meantime I try and find my shine and grind
When I kill this time, it's more than time
Defining moments
When you feel this rhyme, it's more than lines of timeless omens
To see the sign just look behind, see I've been chosen
I'm sick with this, don't miss this fix
A quick visit to mix the potion
All the would be kings and queens, they dream of magic reign
The sound of screaming machines fiend for drastic change
Sacred secrets got twisted, remixed and reenlisted
Now most the pieces are missing, buried beneath this prison
All the would be kings and queens, they dream of magic reign
The sound of screaming machines fiend for drastic change
Sacred secrets got twisted, remixed and reenlisted
Now most the pieces are missing, buried beneath this prison
When I walk this line is more than a line
Buried beneath this prison
When I walk this line is more than a line
Buried beneath this prison
Most the pieces are missing
When I walk this line is more than a line
It's life on edge
When that line ain't straight, it's more than an edge
It's life or death
What if I need hate to love to debate what's likely dead
Rightly so
I learned fasho how to make em know
Go right for the head
It's like euphoria stories of ninja warriors
Vengeance, murderous, glorious
Morally victorious
When I see the blood, it's more than blood
It's a masterpiece
Mass release the massive beast, get fast relief
Let me loose, it's more than freedom
It's like revenge
When I see the truth, imma more than speak it
I fight within
When I see the fear, it appears the broken mirror's clear
Run for life when night get bright
First sight when light is over here
All the would be kings and queens, they dream of magic reign
The sound of screaming machines fiend for drastic change
Sacred secrets got twisted, remixed and reenlisted
Now most the pieces are missing, buried beneath this prison
All the would be kings and queens, they dream of magic reign
The sound of screaming machines fiend for drastic change
Sacred secrets got twisted, remixed and reenlisted
Now most the pieces are missing, buried beneath this prison
When I get my rocks off
Buried beneath this prison
When I get my rocks off
Buried beneath this prison
Yeah, when I get my rocks off
I more than shoot for thrill
When I let the shots off
I more than shoot to kill
When I shoot the gift, it's more than using skill
I usually build first, 'cause earth's curse is too surreal
Ecclesiastical Solomon, pride swallowing
Vanity of vanity, insanity following
Keep it bottled and hollow inside asylums of solitude
As i hobble and wobble, and come crawling in
Stop to breathe, it's more than a breath
I'm suffocating
They spilling guts, now who do you trust
Nothing's sacred
They tryna kill us or lock us up and swallow the key
Chance is slim, light is dim
Let's all pretend and follow me

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