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el obo - the general king (and i) كلمات الأغنية

don’t run out on me on account of me
being rude or weak, costing you endlessly
but you control my plea like you are orson wells
in the dali museum falling head over heels

my hands filled with dollar bills
i was the surgeon at the gaping side of christ
i was the first out of the pack
but now i’m last and alone
stranded at the finish line
and you’re an apostrophe
you’re in love with another man
i’m a catastrophe
a hidden war in a forgotten land
the true or false idol, the golden lamb
may rock you down to paradise
but what have you promised them?

even macarthur was on the batan
when he surrendered three months in to the general king
and i will call off my guns on you
if you will stop calling yours down on me
be the archangel that’s chosen to deliver the news
h_ll has frozen over for me

but you won’t talk to me
you act like i’m somebody else
or a muted tv, something you don’t need for sale
or the coroner; something so foreign and disturbed to say
no need to get the translator, you can read the look on her face

the verdict is written in, and the jury speaks unanimously
they sign the hangman’s noose with a sharpie
he’s a fan of their work it seems
while they slip out to another trial
they make good business putting all of us away
i can try to bargain with the hangman
but it’s clear he’s got one thing to trade
so he’s got nothing to say
and it’s the gallows for me
i know what you all came to see
the master wants blood
my path has been chosen
today, h_ll is open for me
h_ll is open for me

- el obo

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