Vainglory + Nighttime

Voice distortion is my crutch Hey, Barr, is it a bit much Helped me reach the gas and clutch What I mean to say is distance is how I resist persistence Insistence of malignance, and such and such This is my Reasoning for seasoning and fiddling with middling Vocal treasonings And something else I have to say How long's it been since I last paid A visit to my ray A bolt of sunshine I come find when I've been having a bad day I've been feeling somewhat off You can laugh and you can scoff But I've been handling some stuff I'd like to say that it's been rough But every time that I act tough Someone says enough's enough Yeah underneath it's all a bluff And somewhere below all that fluff There's a bloke that's vacant stare is shared and fared His music wares and cares are rare but they are in his lairs Come and see me at my throne State your sins, come on atone I won't help you with that stone For I am king upon this throne My crown of plastic is divine The royal glare of the sunshine Is shining on this crown of mine And will do 'til the end of time There's no place like home No streets I'd rather roam There's no days like these No shades like in our trees Turn my vibrant days grey Deliver me from the day Committing my last crime An escape from the grime And enter the nighttime