Call Me A Mascot (I'm Not A Saint)

Call me a fake - I'm not a saint Call me a mascot

You can call me your mascot I'll saved you my last shot

Call me a fake - I'm not a saint Call me a mascot

You can call me your mascot 3 2 1 die

I am safe to say you're wrong with all your ignorance

You are all alone

with your intolerance

I'm sick of the words that you say Sick of the games you play Goodbye to the enemy

Cut the strings, spread the wings.

This will be the last day of a dying king.

We know this is not the end

We're gonna rise up, burn down, beat you with your own crown. This is not the end

We're gonna tear up your throne, this is our countdown.

You're too proud to say you're wrong with all your confidence

You're so fucking done,

you're insignificant

I'm sick of the words that you say Sick of the games you play Goodbye to the enemy

Break the chains,

leave me be

This will be the last day of our misery.

We know this is not the end

We're gonna rise up, burn down, beat you with your own crown. This is not the end

We're gonna tear up your throne, this is our countdown.