Album: The Elle King EP
You prayed to have your name scattered on the lips of the young
Now you claim that it's you on the tips of their tongue
And if you're proud of what you had to kill to get your thrill
Well, bet it stings to give up everything and realize they don't want you
It's a lonely road where the forgotten go
Where your misery finds its company
It's a long way down to the sacred ground
Where the reapers playing for keeps
The hollow sound is ringing where your heart used to beat
Have you found that your admiration will never set you free?
Get your lies prepared, you're next in line for judgement day now
Aren't you praying, aren't you begging that you're anyone else?
It's a lonely road where the forgotten go
Where your misery finds its company
It's a long way down to the sacred ground
Where the reapers playing for keeps
Well I bet you're sorry now
Well you did this to yourself
Well I bet you're sorry now
Well aren't you sorry now?
It's a lonely road where the forgotten go
Where your misery finds its company
It's a long way down to the sacred ground
Where the reapers playing for keeps
It's a lonely road where the forgotten go
Where your misery finds its company
It's a long way down to the sacred ground
Where the reapers playing for keeps