Young Rising Sons

"King Of The World" Cold as winter in the dead of July That bitter chill don't just live in my mind And I can see us taking over the world I know loss I've looked pain in the eye I've seen the demons that live in the night But if I was king If I

Inside my heart there's an empty nest A heavy hate on a hollow chest Soft spoken like a disease Is the way to incomplete me Can you shake this hollow night Shoot my breaths to the highest height Tell you truth or trust a lie Is this hello, or is it g