King of Thieves

Behind these walls of disfigured emotions

Behind these walls of comfortably numb

Accusing others of being unable

cause you’re just to blind to see where it went wrong


Caught between Scylla and Charybdis

Have been your conscious for all these years

Kept on believing your own stories

cause you find reality hard to believe


You hide behind delusions of grandure

You are the king of beggars and thieves

You turned away from all those who loved you

You think you show strength but it’s weakness I see