king of nothing
| Bless My Sole |
vs 1: the emperor’s new clothes are hand me downs
you’re running ‘round with a rusty crown
the costume’s ill fitting comes apart at the seams
threadbare and frayed just like your broken dreams
cho:
you’re the king of nothing
burning bridges to nowhere
you don’t seem to understand that no one really cares
delusions of grandeur sitting high on your throne
you’ve traded in the precious things you own
to be the king of nothing
vs 2: you’re fighting the wrong enemy with a pointless sword
armor ill-fitting you can hardly afford
surrounded by yes men barking orders for war
pushing those who love you out the back door
bridge: believing the hype larger than life
making a guillotine out of a jacknife
phantom credits and shares instead of the real thing
you’ve cashed them all in to be the king of nothing
lyrics by nancy josephson/princess layer cakes publishing , ascap
music by marc moss/banyan music, bmi and nancy
lead: aly