| You’re alone, |
| You’re on your own |
| So what? |
| Have you gone blind? |
| Have you forgotten what |
| you have and what is yours? |
| Glass half empty glass half full |
| Well either way you won’t be going thirsty |
| Count you blessing not your flaws |
| You’ve got it all |
| You lost your mind in the sound |
| There’s so much more |
| You can reclaim your crown |
| You’re in control |
| Rid of the monster inside your head |
| Put all your faults to bed |
| You can be king again |
| You don’t get what all this is about |
| You’re too wrapped up in your self doubt |
| You’ve got that young blood, set it free |
| You’ve got it all |
| You lost your mind in the sound |
| There’s so much more |
| You can reclaim your crown |
| You’re in control |
| Rid of the monsters inside your head |
| Put all your faults to bed |
| You can be king |
| There’s method in my madness |
| There’s no logic in your sadness |
| You don’t gain a single thing |
| from misery |
| Take it from me |
| You’ve got it all |
| You lost your mind in the sound |
| There’s so much more |
| You can reclaim your crown |
| You’re in control |
| Rid of the monsters inside your head |
| Put all your faults to bed |
| You can be king |
| You’ve got it all |
| You lost your mind in the sound |
| There’s so much more |
| You can reclaim your crown |
| You’re in control |
| Rid of the monsters inside your head |
| Put all your faults to bed |
| You can be king again |