He is made of shit
Wants not a glimpse of the sun
Wondering my pretty
Hides in his lover's cunt
So he says to
(Me)
You gotta give up
(Your beliefs)
I have seen men
(Fall)
Worth more than you'll ever be
Don't you see what I mean
Your mind could never conceive
The knowledge that I possess
He is made of shit
Wants not a glimpse of the sun
Wondering my pretty
Hides in his lover's cunt
Oh my precious thing
You stand out but no one can see
Bitter hollow soul
Pity the kingdom less king