Cord Cutting

OH The monarch's been deposed Your need for control I'm putting to rest Delivered myself from times of the past Oh Your ties to me tight You pull on the strings Set on a life you thought I could bring Keep me aligned, Bowed down at the shrine of Traditions that brought me here But I'm building the smoke, I'm burning the rope And I Pluck out your fucking wings Fire Burn out the bond between you and me Yeah Pyre Ashes of lives you wish I could be Now I'm Cutting the cord, Releasing the clutch of your tyranny I cleanse you from me You keep such a white-knuckled grip On me, but Poor soul, I just want you to hear that snip Because Your voice no longer haunts me Your voice no longer haunts me Desolation Grows In my mind's eye It's the end of the line Eughhh OH The monarch's been deposed I'm severing our ties May you burn out on your own