Abdicate

[loraline]

Abdicate

I think my reign is over
I think my crown has gone
And I bow nervously
And back off to my corner

Cause I was in my castle
Resplendent on my throne
Surveying everything
Everything I own

But now
I’m knee deep in the mire of my overthrow
My robes are ripped and torn
And there’s you
Triumphant with your subjects draped over you
They all bow to you
With a gun against my head
I do abdicate

Now the war is over
A glorious new winner
And I congratulate
The plan you masterminded

Cause I saw nothing coming
Basking in my glory
And I heard nothing
Untoward approaching

And now
I’m knee deep in the mire of my overthrow
My robes are ripped and torn
And there’s you
Triumphant with your subjects draped over you
They all bow to you
With a gun against my head
I do abdicate
And I step down gracefully
And remove the knives in me

When all is back to normal
When celebrations calm
I’m watching over you
Dagger in hand