There Will Be Blood

The little ones We can't control all the little ones All the little ones We'll take the souls of the little ones And I'm onto you Confess your sins of sorrow Get on your knees and pray Don't sell your souls on the open market 'Cause there will be hell to pay We're gonna burn We're gonna burn this town There's no return In all the words we vow I am the king, that you would be my fancy The little ones We can't control all the little ones All the little ones We'll take the souls of the little ones And I'm onto you We don't believe it's over 'Cause seasons of the dead Just sell your souls for the lowest bargains The price will be on your head Well now I know We're gonna bring you down We'll take control A new king is crowned I am the king, that you would be my fancy The little ones We can't control all the little ones All the little ones We'll take the souls of the little ones And I'm onto you La-la-la-la-la-la The little ones We can't control all the little ones All the little ones We'll take the souls of the little ones And I'm onto you The little ones We can't control all the little ones All the little ones We'll take the souls of the little ones And I'm onto you --- There Will Be Blood - Sum 41