Handbook for the Recently Deceased - Knockout Kid

You’ve had it all wrong, all this time

You played it by the book that I rewrote and redesigned

You thought the words were yours, but they were always mine

And that’s fine by me

Now, I’m the next big thing

And you’re the waves in my wake

No one and nothing can stop me now

I’m taking names and I’ve already got yours down

Say you’re sorry one more time

Then get the fuck out of my life

You had me at goodbye

I hope this keeps you up at night (I know it will)

Can you feel the earth trembling beneath the sleight of my hand?

Grab ahold of your loved ones and pray to God that this all ends

What have I become?

The monster in my dreams?

Who am I, personified?

The head of this machine?

You can’t kill the king

Say you’re sorry one more time

Then get the fuck out of my life

You had me at goodbye

I hope this keeps you up at night (I know it will)

I fucking know it will

«What have you become, imposter of my dreams?»

Who I am, personified?

The head of this machine?

You can’t kill the king

Say you’re sorry one more time

Then get the fuck out of my life

You had me at goodbye

I hope this keeps you up at night (I know it will)

Say you’re sorry one more time

Then get the fuck out of my life

You had me at goodbye

I hope this keeps you up at night (I know it will)

You can’t kill the king