Can you hear the church bells ring? Here he comes, it's the king of kings Can you hear the church bells ring? Here he comes, it's the king of kings His hotel burns, made of ash and strings He's got all he wants, and lost everything
Tell me, how to stop, I wanna get off Nervous when I talk about it See, I'm strugglin' with thoughts What I used to love Losin' patience and the passion Used to think about my younger self Before I had the wealth Back when we got donations Just a kid feelin' what he fеlt Dealin' with the issues that hе manifested Tried his best with what he got But he got lost in what he's not No, he's not a singer and he doesn't talk He just got caught in a sub-plot Soon the shot was over, turned into a loner Started losin' power in his own songs He was just a poser, losin' his composure Lookin' for the closure that he never got
Can you hear the church bells ring? Here he comes, it's the king of kings His hotel burns, made of ash and strings He's got all he wants, and lost everything
Everything about this life Don't feel the same as your Hazel eyes alone I would rather be at home And I could laugh, and I could try and live this life for a thousand times I know, I would rather be at home