It feels a little medieval if you ask me
Like I'm watchin' a sequel I've already seen
I could tell you what happens to the new king
When he goes out of fashion
I want my money back now-ow
Been running in the wrong crowd-owd
I'd never say it out loud-oud
But I've hated every word that comes out of your mouth
What should we fight about this time?
What will they write about this time?
It doesn't matter if you're not fine
You should've kept that shit offline
It feels a little medieval if you ask me
Like I'm watchin' a sequel I've already seen
And I could tell you what happens to the new king
When he goes out of fashion
It feels a little medieval kissin' the ring
In a gothic cathedral, have you ever seen
What really happens to people like me
When we go out of fashion?
Don't put your weapons down
Don't go to heaven in a crown
It's not worth the money bringin' me back from the dead
I never said it would be any fun
You never should've trusted anyone
They'll love you til' you give 'em some
And then it's off with his head
It feels a little medieval, kissin' the ring
In a gothic cathedral, have you ever seen
What really happens to people like me
When we go out of fashion?
It feels a little medieval if you ask me
Like I'm watchin' a sequel I've already seen
And I could tell you what happens to the new king
When he goes out of fashion
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