They've seen my face
They might even know my name
It's true, I call the shots
And I fire with flair
Like a free, feral feline
I belong to nobody
And the town is mine
I'm a king
In a grand, guarded castle
Well, sure, it's a dump
But there are treasures
In all of this trash
I might as well
Be swimming in gold,
My kingdom and I.
We might not always win
If ever
But we lose with style
Who else could fail
So wonderfully?
That's how meteors fall.
My pack is ready
Not quite wolves
More like cards
I'm the top of the stack
The winning hand
After all,
I am the Ace.