King's Vengeance Lyrics - Nothing's Real - 21 Guns

Down and out in the city 

Won't you give a boy a break? 

Juvenile on trial before committee 

Taken all he can take 

Taken all he can take 

But the king shall have his vengeance 

Especially on the poor 

Some say preaching to convert him 

But me I'm not too sure 

Spring she comes and spring she teases 

Brings summer winds and summer breezes 

Blow through your hair till autumn leaves us 

And when autumn leaves oh how winter freezes 

And the child is still breathing 

With the beating of his heart 

Some say we are equal 

Some a million miles apart 

But the king shall have his vengeance 

While the Queen she represents the innocent 

And the child so dependent 

But the seasons conquer all 

Spring she comes, spring she teases 

Brings summer winds and summer breezes 

Blow through your hair till autumn leaves us 

And when autumn leaves, oh how winter freezes 

But the king shall have his vengeance 

Especially on the poor 

Some say preaching to convert him 

Me I'm not so sure