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