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If my mind is a kingdom

Then where is the king?

Who's making the noises

And saying those things?

And I want to be some

And I want to be someone

When all power fails

When there is nothing else

All we have is the nothing

Echoes of the fruitless calls

Decorate the empty walls

It doesn't take a lot to be forgotten

Don't follow me

You won't make it

The king isn't free, he's alone

I'm futureproof

I can take it

Hell can wait for its son

And if we knew the day

That I'm never coming back

We'd get high one last time

And watch the sun set down on Prague

Till then I'll love you as if they would

Outlaw our love tomorrow

Ink myself into you

For all the hell to follow

Till then I'll love you as if they would

Outlaw our love tomorrow

Ink myself into you

For all the hell to follow

Don't follow me

You won't make it

The king isn't free, he's alone

I'm futureproof

I can take it

Hell can wait for its son