Lyrics:

This overgrown boy in a paper crown is eating his own to teach you to keep it down. your favorite show: he's taken his guns to town. the rattle of bones rocks when you play it loud. and the less that you know, maybe what goes around won't ever come around until you're deep in the ground. so in the sweet here and the now, we're cherishing our paper crowns. paid and policed and so proud, I know... I know... I know...
Ego, ego, leading the long way home. playstationn glow lighting the rush hour road. and the less that you know, maybe what goes around won't ever come around until you're deep in the ground. so in the sweet here and the now, we're polishing our paper crowns. paid and policed and so proud, I know... I know... I know...
Glacial calm, profiles on. uneasy cure, now all's secure. in the sweet here and the now, we're polishing our paper crowns, paid and policed and so proud.
Polishing our paper crowns.
Polishing our paper crowns.