Lyrics
you're the king of my castle
window with the best view
front seat
of a slaughter-lamb submarine
floating over Surrey in a bubble
Kicking up dust, pissing off cliffs
on sticks, infinity signs
Don't know if i'm ready for one
But guess who's gonna find out soon
& a risk & a risk & a risk existed
but her lips & the tips of our fingers keep twitching
so what do you do with the shot clock running down
less than a minute now
let's see some blood on the court
i'll be throwing elbows & killing silence
You know I've almost got you down to a science
I say I love you the same
but you were always my favourite
always my precious little jenny-in-a-jam
my black market medicine
my patient zero in the hospital lobby
But I risk all I risk
in spurts of emotion
in service of the moment
in permanent glisten
When I risk what I risk is foolish, unusually twisted
gonna risk gonna risk gonna risk it
with a bullet in my ribs
With a pistol-grip fist I'm gonna risk it
so what do you do with the shot clock running out
less than a minute now
to be the king of my world
to be the centre of my swirl
To be the line in the sand I can't cross
without castles crumbling in my hands
when the skeleton gives up the vertebrae
shahina forsakes
still deciding
who's gonna swim down the river
that was carved in your name
While it's still unwinding
Still unwinding
you're the king of my world
Just hope I got the best you