I don't care for the title in front of your name
I'm sick and tired of playing your fucking game
The feeling of strength, the power in your hands
Your majesty in your world and you're the fool in mine
Nothing but honesty within these smiles
So why is it such a relief when you're out of sight
Not the shepherd, neither your sheep
Don't make promises you don't want to keep
And if you don't get it it's not my fault
In a blink of an eye you'd leave everyone behind
A million words are spoken, yet there's so much left to say
Too many promises, the doors break open
Wolves in sheep's clothing
Trust is broken
Not the shepherd, neither your sheep
Don't make promises you don't want to keep
Your majesty in your world and you're the fool in mine
I don't care for the title in front of your name
I'm sick and tired of playing your fucking game

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