Standard (EADGBE)
Verse 1
Sold his wallet for kerosene
Fuel to burn his friends
Angels stained with nicotine
Sing for his defence
Refrain
He waits
He waits
The saddest thing he's just a king in mirrors
Verse 2
Holds a bottle for a sceptre
Sits on a barstool throne
An empty bootle reveals the spectre
Of a past without a home
Refrain
...
Reflection hurts but numbs the hours
His ex-chauffeur runs the town
A peeling room with faded flowers
A scrapbook and his crown
Refrain
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