Dismantled King Is off the Throne - Felt

I was feeling desperate

Unable to decide

Between a life of misery

Or awful suicide

Then it came to rest by me

Like a cross that’s hard to bear

Put death in my hands

And I will play with it for sure

Dismantled king is off the throne

There’s nothing left

If you stand on your head too long

Then you’ll just run out of breath

You’re trying hard

But that’s too bad

Because your voice is always sad

I was feeling out of touch

Unable to control

My mind was like a theatre

It was playing ten different roles

And I believed all the locked-up people

Held the key to the world

A land of heads in chained-in boxes

Just trying to be heard