Sitting in the backyard
Waiting for the sunrise
Cannot keep a straight face
When I think of compromise
Knowing you can hear me
And knowing you ain't listening
Still sitting on your empty throne
But with no audience
'Cause no one wants to hear you lies
But you don't want to admit
That you're wrong
That you're wrong
Drinking the blood
Of your enemies
Sitting in the corner
Waiting for you to notice me
To notice me
You think I'm just a subject
That you can boss around
But I am uncontrollable
And I will tear you down
Watching your iron rule
Fade with every wisp of smoke
'Cause, hun, I'll be the end of you
Not that you'd ever know
Take a trip into your future
And relive your past
You will find your tyrannic rule
Start to unravel fast
No one wants to be your slave
And no one wants to die
But sacrifices must be made
To make peace for you and I
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