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You wear gold from a thrift store frame
Smile like you own the whole damn place
But the paint chips off when you lean in close
I see the cracks in the velvet rose
Your little crown sits crooked too
Too much pride for a rented room
You point at me like I should kneel
But I know how a fake king feels
Mm, I can smell the glue
Mm, on your borrowed shoes
Keep the door shut tight
You hate the daylight
Cheap throne, cheap throne
I’m not bowing to your cheap throne
Cheap throne, cheap throne
You built it tall, but it won’t hold
(cheap throne)
I see right through
Your cheap throne
You talk real loud in a paper hall
Tapping your ring on a bathroom wall
Call it power, call it grace
But it melts off your face to face
I watched you laugh when the room got cold
Then you flinched when the truth got told
All that shine, all that show
Still a empty seat below
Mm, I can smell the glue
Mm, on your borrowed shoes
Keep the door shut tight
You hate the daylight
Cheap throne, cheap throne
I’m not bowing to your cheap throne
Cheap throne, cheap throne
You built it tall, but it won’t hold
(cheap throne)
I see right through
Your cheap throne
Now the crowd’s gone thin
Now the seams give in
Now your crown slips low
And everybody knows
Cheap throne, cheap throne
I’m not bowing to your cheap throne
Cheap throne, cheap throne
You built it tall, but it won’t hold
(cheap throne)
I see right through
Your cheap throne
Cheap throne, cheap throne
Yeah, I see right through
Your cheap throne
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