Текст песни Panic! at the Disco - King of the Clouds

Heaven knows that I'm born too lateFor these ghosts that I chaseWith these dreams, I inflate, painted skies in my brainEvery day, I'm Carl Sagan in spaceTo escape this old world, this old worldSome days I lie wide awake 'til the Sun hits my faceAnd I fade, elevate from the EarthFar away to a place where I'm free from the weightThis old world, this old worldI don't trust anythingOr anyone, below the SunI don't feel anythingAt allI'm King of the clouds, of the cloudsI get lifted, I get liftedKing of the clouds, of the cloudsI get lifted, I get liftedSome only live to die, I'm alive to fly higherThan angels in outfields inside of my mindI'm ascendin' these ladders, I'm climbin', say goodbye

This old world, this old worldAnd when I fall to rise with stardust in my eyesIn the backbone of matter, I'm combustibleDust in the fire when I can't sleep, awake, I'm too tiredThis old world, this old worldI don't trust anythingOr anyone, below the SunI don't feel anythingAt allI'm King of the clouds, of the cloudsI get lifted, I get liftedKing of the clouds, of the cloudsI get lifted, I get liftedImagination, take me somewhere I don't knowI'm lost but I better find it aloneKing of the clouds, of the cloudsI get lifted, I get liftedI keep searchingOh, I keep searchingI keep searching

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