So just like that you're fucking dead and gone,
You can only wear a crown of thorns for so long.
We built an empire and you took the throne,
But you built it from bayonets and sat there alone.
So just like that you're fucking dead and gone,
You can only wear a crown of thorns for so long
We built an empire and you took the throne,
But you built it from bayonets and sat there aloneI hope your queen was worth it.
Do you still serve her on your knees?
Because you sat when the world was at your feet,
Just slept while we lived the dream.
You won't miss the water,
Till the river runs dry.
You won't miss the sunset,
Till it burns out the sky.
You won't miss what you have,
Till it's finally lost.
But you don't miss a bastard,
When you're bearing his fucking cross.Blacklist.
Nothing but a blacklist.With friends like you
There's no need for enemies.
With friends like you
There's no need for anything.
Blacklist.
You're nothing but a blacklist.
Well, truth be told.
I'm a little bit gutted.
I mean you were always a prick,
But we still seemed to love you.
We started this together and it should have stuck,
But there's no room for a useless, miserable fuck.
Well I know I was a cunt in the final days.
It just filled me with venom, filled me with rage
To see someone not give a shit.
Despite of all of this.I won't see you around, I couldn't give a fuck.
I'd rather slit my wrists than keep in touch.
You're on my blacklist and there's nothing left to say.
We're finished breaking our bones, dragging dead fucking weight.
I won't see you around, I couldn't give a fuck.
I'd rather slit my wrists than keep in touch.Blacklist.
Nothing but a blacklist.With friends like you
There's no need for enemies.
With friends like you
There's no need for anything.
Blacklist.
You're nothing but a blacklist.I won't see you around, I couldn't give a fuck.
I'd rather slit my wrists than keep in touch.
You're on my blacklist and there's nothing left to say.
We're finished breaking our bones, dragging dead fucking weight.
I won't see you around, I couldn't give a fuck.
I'd rather slit my wrists than keep in touch.
You're on my blacklist and there's nothing left to say.
We're finished breaking our bones, dragging dead fucking weight.
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