Regent's Court

After the bombs will fall

After the words have left my lungs

Inching the choke along

Testing the water with my tongue

The whole scene’s faded

As if the walls are caving

Have to up the medicine

Pamper the tender one

Temper the bile or it may scald

Limping under the ton

Pitching a fight of who’s at fault

Last time I swore no lies and no regrets

But still the problem hasn’t been addressed

You bastards come at me

I pace the cell patiently

You bastards come at me

I pace the cell patiently

The whole scene’s faded

As if the walls are caving

Have to up the medicine

Last time I swore no lies and no regrets

But still the problem hasn’t been addressed