Lyrics

I?m falling into the habit again
of dying at least three times each day
and I?m doing it better than you ever could
I?m making it look much easier too
the beat up dog is up early and clear
but what you?re missing will never be there
cause new york is slow and it?s starting to show
I think I?ve just grown two sizes too small
the king aside I will be king
the king aside I will be king
so stay away or stay the same
a bit of shame is half the game
I?m falling into the habit again
of saying nothing and making you pay
if I dont drip or start to shine
sky above american eyes
the king aside I will be king
the king aside I will be king
so stay away or stay the same
a bit of shame is half the game
oh no no
you better start to show it
cause you know a good thief
will never make you miss a thing
I?m falling into the habit again
of picking up things that no one should hear
and I?m making it count
I?m making it count
the king aside I will be king
the king aside I will be king