Kings

What the hell do you want from me
Is it this you want to see
That I will fleet from all that is inside of me
Is it this what you want, man
Is it this what want to be
A childhood’s grave, that’s what I’ll be

What do you want from me
My faith in the hands of destiny
You escape, I escape from what I’ll be
I dream about the peace
I which we together should have been
And I laugh, a little lie for a bit more sympathy
I will wear this burning shame
And all I’ve done, another lie for a bit more sympathy
Yes, I will wear this

What the fuck do you want from me
Is it this what I have been
The child is dead in me
And it’s grave is what I’ll be
So what do I want now
Is it this what I will be
Can someone save me
Can someone save me from me
Can someone save me, save me from me
Can I save you from me