I saw the world through the lens of a pinhole camera
I saw nothing, I was blind
In between a black hole and a super nova is where you’ll find me
Imploding and expanding simultaneously
No longer blind

I’d been running away for so long
When I finally caught myself there wasn’t much left
The script’s last page is blank
And the medicine is gone

A sick monster, a twister of dark matter
On a heavier trip than you can comprehend
A tornado trying to mend the life it shattered
Waiting for nothing to begin
A flat line, my insides are turning out

King me is killing me

King me is killing me

I keep walking past the places I was born in
Now their faces are blank, shiny, and dead
I don’t recognize a thing, I can’t recall them
A closed book that I can never read again
A flat line, my insides are turning out
The lights fade, this final war starts now

King me is killing me

King me is killing me

King me is killing me

King me is killing me

Killing me

All of that is ending now for I have arisen
Survived myself somehow, dead and imprisoned
I’m fighting to live if I am to see the day
I swear I’ll never sleep again
I am no man’s slave

I wanted the fog to lift but I was living in a cloud
Nostalgia is grinding the life from today
The present always dies in future memories
And King me is killing me
Cut wide open and bleeding to death for all to see

King me is killing me

King me is killing me

King me is killing me

King me is killing me

He’s killing me
He won’t kill me
I won’t let him kill me
He won’t kill me