Finally I felt the calming breeze  Stepping out to watch the finale scene  After all its you, my pride, and me  I can't speak whatever I can speak  You see  Now I found the ways to meet the means  Faker faced to make the kingdom clean  After all its me and the king and the the beast  Whatever, whatever I can't speak  I sing  How can I explain my wounded feet?  We cut them off in second market scenes  They cut me off before I start to see  But I can cry as long as long as money is seen  It seems  me, see, me, me  Sound on the dead neck or a habit  So I dig it up and burry it  Ground what a broke head  I think i'm dying  I need another one to incubate the sound  What broke head  What a habit  I need another and another one  The ground  What a dead head  I think i'm dying  I think i'm dying for another one  The sound what a broke neck  What a lion  I need another and another one  The sound what cheap trick  What a habit, what a habit when I need it yeah  The sound what a dead neck  What a lion  I need another and another one  The sound  What a cheap trick  What a habit  I think i'm dying for the sound  What dead neck  What a habit  I think i'll dig it up and burry it  Ground what a broke head  I think i'm dying, I think i'm dying    these lyrics are submitted by mta_mta