Lord Of The Flies

Written by Clementine/Ian Sarabia
Music by Clementine

Lord of the Flies
How many will suffer with your lies
Lord of the Flies
Everyone sees right through your disguise
A million watering eyes lives to tell the tale
Of how ambition burned their sails

Get off that high horse and remove that paper crown
Cause there’s no sense in putting your self down
There’s no sense in putting yourself down
There’s no sense in putting your simple, little life down

Lord of the Flies
A subject of fools, and a throne cold as ice
Lord of the flies
Ego that’s bigger than the map of Iran
Ten thousand woman and children losing everything
Your mother is crying from your sins

Get off that high horse and remove that paper crown
Cause there’s no sense in putting your self down
There’s no sense in putting yourself down
There’s no sense in putting yourself down

You may save your pockets; can you save your face?
Do you want to be forever hunted by disgrace?
I have got the answer, give or take a few
And the only fool you made
Yeah, the only fool you made was out of you

Lord of the Flies
How many will suffer with your lies
Lord of the Flies
Everyone sees right through your disguise
A million watering eyes lives to tell the tale
Of how ambition burned their sails

Get off that high horse
And remove that paper crown
Cause there’s no sense in putting your self down
There’s no sense in putting yourself down
There’s no sense in putting your simple, little life down

Life will do it for you.