Feel so bad and broken day in and day out
Confused and annoyed it's all I feel I think about
The voices all around you starting to make you blind
12 o'clock tick tock come on baby now it's brain washing time

Morning will come and you'll still be trapped here in your cage
I'll be gone far away
The King is dead
Long live the fucking King

There used to be a time when I'd do almost any little thing for you
I see you now and my stomach's balled up in a knot
I feel the cold knife blade of disgust in my gut like a shot
You can fuck me and I hate you
You can fuck me and I fuck you
Isn't that what this is all about-
The future's not all it's cracked up to be
Bloated in the daylight dead eyes seldom see your empire's in flames
And your kingdom's out of power the emperor is dead
And on his grave are crushed a dozen dead flowers