Testo di King Down

This is not just catastrophe This is calculated deconstruction, the death of happy This is not just catastrophe This is our deconstruction, the death of a family Betray the soul so I can step right in I am the phantom, I am the phenom I am the bringer of sin You prayed for the reaper, they sent in the fallen Hey, hey Burn up their paper crowns Burn, burn, burn This is not just catastrophe This is calculated deconstruction, the death of happy This is not just catastrophe This is our deconstruction, but we are a family Hang the crown off your head, you clown 'Cause now ya dead, bang-bang, king down The coward's romance is to be one with the dirt, ugh Bang-bang, king down Bang-bang, king down This is not just catastrophe This is calculated deconstruction, the death of happy This is not just catastrophe This is our deconstruction, the death of a family This is not just catastrophe This is calculated deconstruction, the death of happy This is not just catastrophe This is our deconstruction, the death of a family This is not just catastrophe This is calculated deconstruction, the death of happy This is not just catastrophe This is our deconstruction, but we are a family