King - Tunng

Four foot nothing knees stained with dirt

When we went hiding why don’t you seek?

No one came looking for me Your head is restless with greed

She carried on shoulders like a little king

She is worshipped and adored

Invisibly worshipped and ignored

No one came looking for me Twisted metal and underground deeds

This weightless town no good for me Your head is restless with greed

Your fate laid down in deep