When I Was A King

I'm walking on the train tracks
I feel so small
Still hoping for my snow day
The same old stuff

The slow beat of my footsteps
Can't shake off the thoughts
Still holding on for dear life tonight

No empty chairs when I was a king
I hurt you bad
I'm sorry
No empty words when I was a kid
Won't be back again
I'm sorry

The stories of the heroes
Can't make me strong
I'm feeling wind on my face
Smells like lost days

I'm falling from my own feet
Won't stand so long
I'm choking on my own spit again

No empty chairs when I was a king
I hurt you bad
I'm sorry
No empty words when I was a kid
Won't be back again
I'm sorry

The stories of the heroes
Can't make me strong
I'm feeling wind on my face
Smells like lost days

I'm falling from my own feet
Won't stand so long
I'm choking on my own spit again

No empty chairs when I was a king
I hurt you bad
I'm sorry
No empty words when I was a kid
Won't be back again
I'm sorry

You take my soul with your smile
See your face in my head
I try to get a grip and seize the glory days

As I go off the rails
Pushing you back in the time
How can I stay afloat
I'd be damned in your eyes

No empty chairs
when I was a king
I hurt you bad
I'm sorry
No empty words when I was a kid
Won't be back again
I'm sorry
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