Chicken King

Tie me in the bathroom and put me to sleep Dust me off and wake up covered in fleas What the f*ck's this madness stuck on me, please Burn my country to the sleep Freedom's only light Hell yeah, fucking right Hands will roll down the blue-colored line We will take back the torches tonight It's enough to take the blade from your back To watch the candle burn We worked ourselves to death to die on ourselves It's time to make it hurt Yeah Stop the call, make the engines roar You're on a mission, you just can't abort Reaching out for something gasoline Strength blind and a new day begins now Ripping off the rejects and making a mess Writing down some revelations, warning to the deaf Pushing sheep and they're pushing back 50 civil wars and a heart attack It's enough to take the blade from your back To watch the candle burn We worked ourselves to death to die on ourselves It's time to make it hurt It's enough to take the blade from your back To watch the candle burn We worked ourselves to death to die on a shelf It's time to make it hurt It's enough to take the blade from your back To watch the candle burn We worked ourselves to death to die on ourselves