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Mother, at my first breath
Every paragraph was set
As I inhaled the scent of debt
Mother, that first stolen air
Taken as a legal sign
On papers saying I'm not mine

We crown you, the King of Loss
Better get on your feet
Best be one of us
Better get yourself on the list for success
Dress up as a state investment; charm the press
A breed from the seed of only
One short breath

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Mother, hence we cry
Some of us are free to stand
Most of us are bound to lie
In those bloodstained beds
No one can afford to pay
The prices on their babies' heads

I am the king of loss!
For every dear smile, I feel I'm not one of us
An ivory coin for every plus on your stone

One more governmental blade
Now drawn from its private sheath
Quite a bargain I'd say, since either way
You will live by the show of our teeth

Mother, I wish that we could talk
You see, I'm not fit to play this game
Bound by its rules just the same
Just, just the same!
My talents are turned to talons
For every monetary pile
Will buy me a precious smile
Smile

So smile for the King of Loss
Feed from the juices bleeding from this cross
Then tell me our lives mean more than this vain thirst!

A governmental blade now drawn from its private sheath
Quite a bargain I'd say, since either way
You will live by the show of our

I hold up my head
This was my life
Now I'm with the dead
So I lay my bare neck
This is your call
Dub a king or a wreck

(Mother, listen to me, mother)

This was my life
This is your call
Is this all I am? Is this all I'll be?
This is not enough!

We're all crying for respect and attention
We're all dying for a painless redemption!
This is not what I wanted
But for every drop of blood I lost myself
I, too, lay bleeding on the sidewalk

Mother
Long live the dying king

A governmental blade
Now drawn from its private sheath
Quite a bargain I'd say, since either way
I will live by the show of your teeth

Writer(s): Daniel Gildenloew

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