B.A.T.H - King of the Dead

You said you wanted more
Now your back knocking at my door
You know that I feel sore
And now your crying on the floor
Don't want you in my home
But I'm not better off alone
Start work on my gravestone
King of the dead, sit upon my throne
You said you wanted more
Now your back knocking at my door
You know that I feel sore
And now your crying on the floor
Don't want you in my home
But I'm not better off alone
Start work on my gravestone
King of the dead, sit upon my throne
Yeah I'm just sad and tired
Didn't quit life, no I got fired
Whole time she was a liar
Smoke the pain away, bitch where's the lighter?
Drove her away with my emotions
My hearts now down for closure
I want you to hold me closer
But I know this flame is over
Tears keep flowing, ain't no stoppin'
Trust fall into my coffin
If I die young it won't be shockin'
Oh no the Grim Reaper's callin'
You said you wanted more
Now your back knocking at my door
You know that I feel sore
And now your crying on the floor
Don't want you in my home
But I'm not better off alone
Start work on my gravestone
King of the dead, sit upon my throne
You said you wanted more
Now your back knocking at my door
You know that I feel sore
And now your crying on the floor
Don't want you in my home
But I'm not better off alone
Start work on my gravestone
King of the dead, sit upon my throne
Dead royalty, what a sight
Let the drugs play god tonight
Swear her mission was to take my life
Haven't felt happy in quite some time
But you know I gotta keep my circle tight
Gotta make sure my homies are alright
Up late singing all the sad songs
Dead in the morgue's where I belong
Yeah, I've felt so alone
All I see in life is the monochrome
No other colours in my lonely zone
I fall apart, call me Post Malone
Shawty tryna take all my cash
Living life like it's my last
Take a flash back to the past
Back when I was happy, tryna make it last
You said you wanted more
Now your back knocking at my door
You know that I feel sore
And now your crying on the floor
Don't want you in my home
But I'm not better off alone
Start work on my gravestone
King of the dead, sit upon my throne
You said you wanted more
Now your back knocking at my door
You know that I feel sore
And now your crying on the floor
Don't want you in my home
But I'm not better off alone
Start work on my gravestone
King of the dead, sit upon my throne

Written by:
Brady Harwood

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