Back in the day of the war between worlds You wore a gold crown and I took the fall We formed an army of matches and stone Open my ribcage and I'll build a throne And I'm gonna find you And it's gonna hurt bad Cause you'll never find me I'll be in my coffin dead Call it what it is Perhaps a form of combat Blue and bloody ears You hide it with a ball cap Burry the police You're digging for a bootstrap Call it what it is A massive game of mousetrap Rub it in the dirt It's just a manifesto Look them in the eyes Perhaps they know the lingo Gotta tell a lie God, you gotta let go Renegade a fight And maybe you're the domino Maybe you're the domino Maybe you're the domino But what do you think? What do you think? Back in the day of the war between worlds You wore a gold crown and I took the fall We formed an army consume what you've served Our bones run iron and you're amateur And we're gonna find you And it's gonna hurt bad Cause you know you're guilty And we're here to tell you that And we're gonna find you And it's gonna hurt bad Cause you know you're guilty And we're here to tell you that What do you think What do you think What do you think Maybe you're the domino