The Liar's Throne - Deconbrio

This is the last time I let you make a sound

The pressure’s not a pleasure way too deadly to keep around

And now you’re bleeding from the thorns woven into the crown

Don’t try to fuck with the king, or else you go in the ground

Now we hail to the liar’s throne

You’re either on your knees or on your own

This is the last time I let you into my head

The words you spit are now the knives that fuck me to death

You wear that crown so well — the thorns igniting the red

You don’t wanna fuck with the king or it’s off with your head

Now we hail to the liar’s throne

You’re either on your knees or on your own

This is not a dream

This is just a test

This is not a dream

This is just a test

This is not a dream

This is just a