Sep 05, 2005 18:30
Since I’m coming down
I’ll take my time leaving
I’m handing down my crown
Before they start thieving
The thought of being ousted comes and goes
When I think about it you say it shows
And I hate it
They’ll run me out of town
Without any time to explain
Down in the water I’ll drown
Screaming their names in vain
The thought of being ousted comes and goes
When I think about it you say it shows
And I hate it
At the gallows I see it now
Faces of my betrayers clear
I’ll leave ‘em with one last vow
At death's gate I'm who they'll fear
The thought of being ousted comes and goes
When I think about it you say it shows
And I hate it