i m dragging my pen in a line on the page snow covered rooftops and broken down stages filling my head can i please fill your heart with last summer s breakdown and this winter s jump start closing my eyes and dragging my feet i m praying for rainstorms and earthquakes nightly what little remains three years i have changed how boring would life be if we all stayed the same give me a touch give me sensation of anything hail to the kings and the queens of basement royalty let s roll our sleeves and taunt our defeat something to battle and sink in our teeth when victory s yours you will feel the heat like that last night in august when we ditched the party water won t work on nights like this we need celebration liquids sweat and wine and toxic fluids water won t work on nights like this give me a touch give me sensation of anything hail to the kings and the queens of basement royalty give me a touch give me sensation of anything hail to the kings and the queens of basement royalty i m dragging my pen in a line on the page snow covered rooftops and broken down stages filling my head can i please fill your heart with last summer s breakdown and this winter s jump start give me a touch give me sensation of anything hail to the kings and the queens of basement royalty give me a touch give me sensation of anything hail to the kings and the queens of basement royalty