How y'all doing, this The Kings Knights
Check two three check
Go Violently forsake the crowd
That separates.
Getting to know, the lies about
They are set at.
It's ready to Blow
To Hear you stayed on Self destroy
Just grown in a Lake
The Stray it rides away,
Like a firecrackers tounge.
Satin's stark grey oozz
Sputters from the door
Hey it's Sunday
They implore light all around me (Angels)
I'm in the middle
No more way out
I think I'm gonna Cry (I'm am now Saved)
Head in the clouds
Of our Day
Sit in the crowd
In the host all the Angles
Head on the Clouds. Ah
You don't Statle lies
And say it's tempores orary
Oooh oh
I love the Show
On a magic
She's upon imagination
She's on a magic ride alone