i m king without a crown emptiness at home in the face of beauty temptation is strong adored by strangers for rocking shows at the end of the night i m walking home alone cause my spirit is the genie and my body is the bottle only death can set me free from my sorrows only death can set me free down for whatever i should ve stayed down for you i ve been fighting all my life i should ve fought for you forgotten faces telling me about me i don t need your guilt strips i m my worst enemy stop trying to one up me let your actions speak and if whatever is clever then just let me be cause my spirits is the genie and my body is the bottle only death can set me free from tomorrow only death can set me free only death can set me free