King Of Loss

Mother, at my first breath
Every paragraph was set
As I inhaled the scent of debt
Mother, that first stolen air
Taken as a legal sign
On papers saying
Im not mine 'We crown you, the King of Loss... Better get on your feet Best be one of us Better get yourself on the list For success Dress up as a State investment Charm the press A breed from the seed of only One short breath'
Mother, hence we cry:
Some of us are free to stand
Most of us are bound to lie
In those bloodstained beds
No one can afford to pay
The prices on their babies heads
I am the King of
Loss! For every dear smile
I feel Im not one of us 'An ivory coin for every plus on your stone' 'One more governmental blade Now drawn from its sheath Quite a bargain Id say since either way You will live by the show of our teeth!'
Mother, I wish that we could talk
You see Im not fit to play this game
Bound by its rules just the same
My talents turned to talons
Every monetary pile
Will buy me a precious smile... smile...
So smile for the
King of Loss
Feed from the juices
Bleeding from this cross
Then tell me our lives mean more
Than this vain thirst! 'A governmental blade Drawn from its private sheath Quite a bargain Id say, since either way Youll be living by the show of our...'
I hold up my head
This was my life
Now Im with the dead
So I lay my bare neck
This is your call
Dub a king or a wreck (Mother, listen to me mother)
This was my life
This is your call
Is this all
I am? Is this all
Ill be? This is not enough!
Were all crying for respect and attention
Were all dying for a painless redemption!
This is not what
I wanted But for every drop of blood
I lost myself
I, too, lay bleeding on the sidewalk...
Mother Long live the dying king 'A governmental blade Now drawn from its private sheath Quite a bargain Id say, since either way I will live by the show of your teeth...'