It feels a little medieval
If you ask me
Like I'm watchin' a sequel
I've already seen
I could tell you
What happens to the new king
When he goes out of fashion
I want my money back now-ow
Been running in the wrong crowd-owd
I'd never say it out loud-oud
But I've hated every word
That comes out of your mouth
What should we fight
About this time
What will you write
About this time
What does it matter
If you're not fine
You should've kept
That shit offline
It feels a little medieval
If you ask me
Like I'm watchin' a sequel
I've already seen
I could tell you
What happens to the new king
When he goes out of fashion
It feels a little medieval
Kissin' the ring
In a gothic cathedral
Have you ever seen
What really happens to
People like me
When we go out of fashion
They're gonna tear you
From your pedestal
It's almost inevitable
I'm not bein' cynical
It's so unoriginal
If you get political
They'll make you a criminal
It's all a bit biblical
Don't put your camera down
Don't go to heaven in a crown
It's not worth the money
Bringin' me back from the dead
I never said
It would be any fun
You never should've trusted anyone
They'll love you
Til' they know you're done
And then it's off with his head
It feels a little medieval
If you ask me
Like I'm watchin' a sequel
I've already seen
I could tell you
What happens to the new king
When he goes out of fashion
It feels a little
Medieval kissin' the ring
In a gothic cathedral
Have you ever seen
What really happens to
People like me
When we go out of fashion