This Is A Castle - Sir William Lyrics
You dirty backstabbing, wrist-grabbing!Born from a family made of richesIm sick of your wishes you command itI do itEnough of this middle class miseryIm through with itMISS MAYELLA!You dirty heart stopping, soul stompingBorn from a family made of goldAloneForever you pleadAnd lying is the only type of gold that you needResurrected by hope and enlightmentEnraged by a lack of freedomResurrected by hope and enlightmentEnraged by a lack of freedomCould someone?Can someonePlease tell mePlease tell meWhen we fallWhen we fallIt will beIt will beLiving life along revoltAlong revoltAnd setting the shores on fireWE WILL RAISE UP A UNIONWE WILL REWRITE THE LAWS!GO!Rewrite the laws!Could someone?Can someonePlease tell mePlease tell meWhen we fallWhen we fallIt will beIt will beLiving life along revoltAlong revoltAnd setting the shores on fire