Lyrics King - Foreign Figures

Off with his head!

What they're saying
What they're saying
What they're saying
Crowds screaming out to me
"Long live the wannabe"

All the preying
All the preying
All the preying
They sharpen up their teeth
It's a vicious scene

They'll go crazy when I've made it
What does "made it" even mean?

All hail
I'll never be your king
I'll never be your king
I'll never be your

All hail
I'll never be your king
I'll never be your king
No, I'll never be your

Off with his head!

Growing louder
Growing louder
Growing louder
Whatever they believe
Is never what it seems

It's the hour
It's the hour
It's the hour
They're rising from beneath
And coming after me

They'll go crazy when I've made it
What does "made it" even mean?

All hail
I'll never be your king
I'll never be your king
I'll never be your

All hail
I'll never be your king
I'll never be your king
No, I'll never be your

Off with his head!

Why would you even build a pedestal or beautiful throne
If it's not your own?
You search for royalty, celebrity, for riches and love
But it's in your blood

All hail
I'll never be your king
I'll never be your king
I'll never be your

All hail
I'll never be your king
I'll never be your king
No, I'll never be your

Off with his head!