[Lyric] Crowdpleaser (The Southern Oracle)

I’d rather die with your judgement than live with your sympathy
I’m fed up with this misery and i’m prepared to lose everything
The gallows are standing so tighten the noose
The goat’s not gonna scape itself so bend the truth
Dig through the vault of heaven, melt down everything that’s golden
Forge him a brand new crown
Crowdpleaser, cheer them up then knock 'em down
He owns the ropes, who’s gonna hang him now
One nation under god
If wishes were horses the beggars would ride
Desperate hearts bleed loud
Saying the truth feels like committing a crime but I’ve learned that silence is deafening
The plague head keeps singing it
I reckon how loyal a hungry dog really is
But these are just gutter rats fighting the pigs’ war for sand castles in a mortal empire
This whole concept is misbegotten
He gets to keep his crown as he keeps pleasing the crowd
They even forge him a new one
Crowdpleaser, cheer them up

Bloody noses and broken bones
Black gun and a perfect knife
Endless mindfucks at sleepless nights
Here comes the raging tide of war, let he who’s without sin cast the first stone
I’d rather die with your judgement than live with your sympathy
I’m fed up with this misery and i’m prepared to lose everything
The gallows are standing so tighten the noose
The goat’s not gonna scape itself so bend the truth

Dig through the vault of heaven, melt down everything that’s golden
Forge him a brand new crown
Crowdpleaser, cheer them up then knock 'em down
He owns the ropes, who’s gonna hang him now
One nation under god