King of the Clouds

Panic! At The Disco

Pray For The Wicked


Heaven knows that I'm born too late
For these ghosts that I chase
With these dreams
I inflate
Painted skies in my brain
Every day
I'm Carl Sagan in space
To escape this old world
This old world

Some days
I lie wide awake
'Til the sun hits my face
And I fade,
Elevate from the earth
Far away to a place
where I'm free from the weigh
This old world, this old world

I don't trust anything
Or anyone, below the sun
And I don't feel anything
At all

I'm King of the clouds, of the clouds
I get lifted, I get lifted
King of the clouds, of the clouds
I get lifted, I get lifted

Some only live to die
I'm alive to fly higher
Than angels in outfields inside of my mind
I'm ascendin' these ladders
I'm climbin', say goodbye
This old world, this old world

And when I fall to rise
With stardust in my eyes
In the backbone of matter
I'm combustible
Dust in the fire when I can't sleep
Awake, I'm too tired
This old world, this old world

I don't trust anything
Or anyone, below the sun
And I don't feel anything
At all

I'm King of the clouds, of the clouds
I get lifted, I get lifted
King of the clouds, of the clouds
I get lifted, I get lifted

Imagination
take me somewhere I don't know
I'm lost but I better find it alone
King of the clouds, of the clouds
I get lifted, I get lifted

I keep searching
Oh, I keep searching
I keep searching

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