Cord Cutting

OH

The monarch's been deposed

Your need for control

I'm putting to rest

Delivered myself from times of the past

Oh

Your ties to me tight

You pull on the strings

Set on a life you thought I could bring

Keep me aligned,

Bowed down at the shrine of

Traditions that brought me here

But I'm building the smoke,

I'm burning the rope

And I

Pluck out your fucking wings

Fire

Burn out the bond between you and me

Yeah

Pyre

Ashes of lives you wish I could be

Now I'm

Cutting the cord,

Releasing the clutch of your tyranny

I cleanse you from me

You keep such a white-knuckled grip

On me, but

Poor soul, I just want you to hear that snip

Because

Your voice no longer haunts me

Your voice no longer haunts me

Desolation

Grows

In my mind's eye

It's the end of the line

Eughhh

OH

The monarch's been deposed

I'm severing our ties

May you burn out on your own