KING OF BORROWED WINGS Two shadows underneath the pines One came home, one stayed behind They dressed the grief in white and gold Then taught the boy to play the role I hated every hand that pulled But loved the roar when streets were full Every voice became my name I wore the collar, fed the chain I said I was their weapon Like that would clear my hands But every time they pointed I still chose where to land His chains told the truth Mine sounded like applause He knew he was owned I mistook it for love KING OF BORROWED WINGS A KING BUILT OUT OF BROKEN THINGS I WORE THE SKY, I WORE THE LIE MADE EVERY STOLEN FEATHER MINE KING OF BORROWED WINGS A CROWN JUST MAKES THE CAGE LOOK CLEAN I CALLED MY HUNGER DUTY I’M SORRY FOR WHAT I MADE OF ME Borrowed wings Broken things What did I make of me? Black wings tore the clouds apart Red fire beating like a heart I heard my brother in that cry And still I chose the cleaner lie I spared his breath and killed his name Put royal gold around the chain I called surrender mercy Called ownership a choice Every borrowed victory Made it harder to hear my voice His chains told the truth Mine sounded like applause He knew he was owned I mistook it for love KING OF BORROWED WINGS A KING BUILT OUT OF BROKEN THINGS I WORE THE SKY, I WORE THE LIE MADE EVERY STOLEN FEATHER MINE KING OF BORROWED WINGS A CROWN JUST MAKES THE CAGE LOOK CLEAN I CALLED MY HUNGER DUTY I’M SORRY FOR WHAT I MADE OF ME Then the sea stood up in white Took my hand and killed the light Ripped the storm out from inside No crown, no bond, no borrowed sky NO CROWN NO BOND NO SKY JUST GRAVITY REMEMBERING ME Did I ever have control? Or was my leash just long enough To look like the horizon? When did being needed Start sounding like love? When did my brother’s death Become permission? I’m sorry to the boy I buried under the King I know why you needed the sky I know why power quieted the night But knowing why won’t clean our hands Or give one stolen name back to a man I WAS THE KING OF BORROWED WINGS A KING BUILT OUT OF BROKEN THINGS I WORE THE SKY, I WORE THE LIE MADE EVERY STOLEN FEATHER MINE KING OF BORROWED WINGS A CROWN JUST MAKES THE CAGE LOOK CLEAN I CALLED MY HUNGER DUTY I’M SORRY FOR WHAT I MADE OF ME Every borrowed feather had a name And I wore them anyway Did I lose control… Or only lose the lie That I ever had it? 🎙️ BloodOnTheMic: We’re live across the major streaming platforms. Find us on Amazon Music, Spotify, YouTube Music, Facebook Music, and more. Listen. Follow. Join the conversation.
