Lyrics
Heir
Curious crowd circles round.
Im led charred tarred through town.
Be yours faithful through the night
Dawn comes, Im out of sight.
Thistle, mistletoe my crown,
Bulletproof hand-me-downs.
Im the heir, the heir-to-be,
Criminal royalty.
Evenings limelight I steal,
Your fearful heart reveal.
Guess my moves. I always lie.
None have won. High men try.
On your poison seed I feed,
Terminal night fight to bleed.
Im the heir, the heir-to-be,
Criminal royalty.
Men said the stars arrived
And Im pulled from your side,
Now orbit umbilical.
Midwest, Hyde Park, hello.
Thistle, mistletoe my crown,
Bulletproof hand-me-downs.
Im the heir, the heir-to-be,
Criminal royalty.
Im the air, air you breathe,
Subliminal royalty.
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