King of a hollowed hill
King of nothing
Filled with good intentions
But empty chances
Used to be a fire
Used to be sought after
A guiding light!
But now the flame's expired
Blossom in disguise
Wishing to be seen
It isn't quite the story to believe
Frozen to a window in a storm
Knocking on a figment of a door
Waiting for the last bit to fall so
When it's time for me I pick up
Lining up for sinking
I volunteered the lynch
Ripping off a mile when I gave an inch
Nickel and dimed an old man
With pockets full of gold and
Fed me to the lions like the Romans
I hope you got your diamonds bright
I hope you got your diamonds bright
Take my heart like the Mayans
And color me surprised
For not sacrificing collapsing the mine
Now I'm just a fossil, iced-pressurized
I hope you got your diamonds bright
Blossom in disguise
Wishing to be seen
It isn't quite the story to believe
Frozen to a window in a storm
Knocking on a figment of a door
Doing right has left me nothing
Oh I hope you got your diamonds bright
Blossom in disguise
Wishing to be seen
It isn't quite the story to believe
Frozen to a window in a storm
Knocking on a figment of a door
Doing right has left me nothing
I hope you got your diamonds
Doing right has left me nothing
I hope you got your diamonds
Doing right has left me nothing
I hope you got your diamonds bright