Kings and Centipedes - Stepdad

Dying to know, how did the rumors lock up your majesty

And will the new ones set you free

We fall to our knees, bang the timpanis

We’ve searched the dusty roads, our faces lost their glow

Rise to your feet my god you must maintain your dignity

Rise to your feet my god what have you got to prove to me

Rise to your feet my god you must maintain your dignity

There’s lots of middle ground between the kings and centipedes

Did I really change the way you think about everything

Was it the chemicals in your brain

We all feel pain and our hearts will all be split in two

It’s pouring rain and there’s nothing we can do

We fall to our knees, bang the timpanis

Bang the timpa, bang the timpa, bang the timpanis