Killing Kit Testo

We've got our fingers crossed
We've got his very best friends in on the job
We the people are the people, and as people we will have our way
We're doing away with this sharp, unorthodox, ir-rhythm
Damning our streams
Give me this way out
Cuz I'm being run over
By an eighteen wheeler with sorry written on the side
My life inside a broken straw
Let go of the railing
Give up, give up, come down
Please give me this way out
Cuz my cup has long runneth over
And a flat line reading would surely do me right
My life inside a broken straw
And beneath me is the water I'll never reach
A cleansing not known to me
Well I stand up to breathe?
My legs cripple, knees give in
And I cave in
I'm caving in
I never wanted to be nothing more than unhappy
I'll wear this stereotype like a crown, and inherit the world as a king
Fucking rock star
Let go of the railing
Preferably before your last words, your last breath
The subjects dropped and I'm killing you
Se la vie, we soon will see, your bed in hell will reek of me
With your tail between your legs, kill me
Kill me and see what I'm made of
Crucify me and make me a king
Let the killing begin
Cuz nobody ever wants to die in vein
Give me a reason to be remembered
Your alter is fading, as will you
You are my reason to be remembered
Crucify me, make me a king
I never wanted to be nothing more than unhappy
And now I'm the spokes jack ass
I'll wear this stereotype like a crown, and inherit the world as a king
Fucking rock star
Let go of the railing
Preferably before your last words, your last breath
The subjects dropped and I'm killing you
Se la vie, we soon will see, your bed in hell will reek of me
With your tail between your legs, kill me