[Verse 1]
You still dress like it’s ‘83
Same dead grin on the same old screen
Shaking hands with the same cold teeth
While the world caught fire underneath
You sign bills like autograph shirts
Smile wide while the sidewalks hurt
You don’t hear the sirens change
You just count votes
You just count names
[Chorus]
Sixty year reigns on a dying throne
Rust on your crown
Blood on our homes
You wrote the rules
Then you warped the game
Sit down
Old king
We’re done with your reigns
Sixty year reigns
Choking our lungs
We owe you nothing
Your time is done
World moved on
But you stayed the same
Sit down
Old king
We’re done with your reigns
[Verse 2]
You toast “progress” in your private room
While the rent eats checks and the debts eat youth
You blame ghosts for the mess you made
Then you beg for a raise and a bigger parade
You sell fear like a sacred text
Then you cash out while you cut the rest
You don’t see the flood in the streets
You just see a crowd you can cheat
[Chorus]
Sixty year reigns on a dying throne
Rust on your crown
Blood on our homes
You wrote the rules
Then you warped the game
Sit down
Old king
We’re done with your reigns
Sixty year reigns
Choking our lungs
We owe you nothing
Your time is done
World moved on
But you stayed the same
Sit down
Old king
We’re done with your reigns
[Bridge]
You can’t read the code on the new bright walls
Can’t fix what you broke with your marble laws
We’re the glitch in the script you wrote
Tearing your name from our throats (hey!)
Clock runs out
Hear the gears all grind
Your era ends when we draw the line
Step aside
Feel the ground complain
Every chant is a crack in your chain
[Chorus]
Sixty year reigns on a dying throne
Rust on your crown
Blood on our homes
You wrote the rules
Then you warped the game
Sit down
Old king
We’re done with your reigns
Sixty year reigns
Choking our lungs
We owe you nothing
Your time is done
World moved on
We’re not your slaves
Stand up
Young fists
And bury those reigns