Kill Me. The King

	作曲 : Gourley
	Basking briefly in this overeating indulgence of insides
	But I fear he’s lower than before
	Though he's stronger than he looks
	He’s made of feathers mixed with oil and small servings
	Of hands and feet
	Up so high "How do they flutter so damn high?"
	Now begin the search that hails you home "I think I lost my means."
	He said with his face in the cup
	Desperate times make for desperate people

	zuò qǔ : Gourley
	Basking briefly in this overeating indulgence of insides
	But I fear he' s lower than before
	Though he' s stronger than he looks
	He' s made of feathers mixed with oil and small servings
	Of hands and feet
	Up so high " How do they flutter so damn high?"
	Now begin the search that hails you home " I think I lost my means."
	He said with his face in the cup
	Desperate times make for desperate people