Lyrics: McGwire Conner
Music: McGwire Conner
You're on the air
Please listen close
I know you're scared
Try not to choke
Just choose your words
And choose them well
And you'll be heard
By all of Hell
Take all your pull and set aside
All your innermost desires
Oh it's your time
You're gonna wish you saw the light
Now open wide
Not broke then burn it down
His soul is in the ground
You hope it's turning out
But I don't see that
You focus on the crown
You know I heard the sound
I hope you turn it loud
But I'll be back
You're my Mona Lisa
My blessing in disguise
Just had my first eureka
Oh what a nice surprise
All my life's a broadcast
I mold it to my own
So raise your ****in shot glass
Cuz the Devil holds your soul
Oh no, daddy got old
Now he can't recover what he did to your home
Oh no, now he soul sold
But should he go to Heaven after being so gold
Oh God, what are those odds
Taking back the person that you swore that you lost
Oh God, what a real shock
Wait, hold on folks
We'll be right back
Not broke then burn it down
His soul is in the ground
You hope it's turning out
But I don't see that
You focus on the crown
You know I heard the sound
I hope you turn it loud
But I'll be back
They said they can be better
Their soul just fell off track
And it's better late than never that conscience never lacks
They hold their goal so tender
They're open for attack
I'll be their sole defender
We'll be right back
Not broke then burn it down
His soul is in the ground
You hope it's turning out
But I don't see that
You focus on the crown
You know I heard the sound
I hope you turn it loud
But I'll be back
You better get running
You better get running
You better get running
You better run because
I'll be back
You better get running
You better get running
You better get running
I'll be back