From the bottom to the top
Everybody's gonna drop
Past the front and to the sides
Now there's nothing left to hide
When it isn't worth the grief
Claimed the castle for a thief
Inches crawling for some greed
Finding where it's bound to lead
Fit for a king, wishful thinking I'll admit
Fairy tales to transfer, valiant tailor, little shit
Once you get a taste, you won't want a little bit
So come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on
Don't you know there's nothing left?
Don't you know there's nothing left at all?
Now stand around and drift away
All looking down, we're watching as you crawl
Buried heads beneath the sand
Made to hide from your demands
But with no one else around
Will it even make a sound?
Waking giants from their sleep
Now they're crumpled in a heap
Falling victim to a ruse
All civilians still confused
Fit for a king, wishful thinking I'll admit
Fairy tales to transfer, valiant tailor, little shit
Once you get a taste, you won't want a little bit
So come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on
Don't you know there's nothing left?
Don't you know there's nothing left at all?
Now stand around and drift away
All looking down, we're watching as you crawl
We're watching as you crawl
It's nothing much at all
It's nothing much at all