pretending oh pretending i m the king of pretending that i love being the king of me oh my hollow heart what is this all worth what am i really worth what am i because i ve betrayed myself to many times selling myself to the things i want too cheap and too fast to the things that make me numb it s pitiful i m the slave of my eyes this king that s me feels unfamiliar though i know it s bitter taste oh so well because i ve betrayed myself to many times selling myself to the things i want too cheap and too fast but god if you say that we re all your beloved loved through our sin and shame then who am i to say you can t that i m not worthy when you died to set me free because i ve betrayed myself to many times selling myself to the things i want too cheap and too fast and my only way out is to know my freedom is having you as my king