The Dear Hunter - Mr.Malum lyrics

[Verse 1] Mr. Malum's got a secret he keeps when giving speeches Just a whispering precision that cuts through hesitation With a sharp and able wit to keep the dogs at bay When the truth arrives You won't believe your eyes He's triumph's pessimist But he's no less content [Chorus] With the world in the grip of his hands He'll crush the air out of its lungs Say "We don't want him to have it all" But now it's just too late to ask Because his hold has turned so tight... His puppets to the left and his pawns to line the right But every eye is front and center A cool intoxication from the sap That trickles down his branches to their mouths When the truth arrives You won't believe your eyes A vicious champion But he's no less content [Chorus] Because his hold has turned so tight The air we're barely breathing's not enough In this final gasp that rattles us to bed The last thing we will see is Mr. Malum Tighten his tie when he slips in the suit A link to the cuff and a shine of his shoes When the truth arrived you didn't trust your eyes And we don't want him to have it all But now it's just too late to ask You had your chance, but you turned away again [x2] You had your chance, but you turned your eyes away again