King
Marillion Lyrics


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How long can you stand
Tightening up
Avoiding the fight
Avoiding the truth
Tighten the smile
Tighten the lie
Will you get what you want
To be cursed with your dreams
I hope for your sake
Something gets in the way

How long can you stand
Living under the lens
The kiss of success
The ensuing, all consuming, mess

Message of love
They arrive everyday
People you touch
Wasting away
People you don't know
Give you no choice

And you're sick to your stomach
At the sound of your voice
And the shape of your face
And the sound of your name
They send you pictures of yourself
It's someone you don't know
And they call you a genius
Cause you're easier to sell
But the fire in your belly
That gave you the songs
Is suddenly gone
And you feel like a fake
Is that what you want?

I hope for your sake
You've got what it takes




You've got what it takes
To be spoilt to death.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Marillion's song King touch upon the topic of avoiding confrontation and living a life of constant facade. The first verse exposes the constant struggle to maintain a composed exterior, even when everything inside is a lie. The person referred to in the song is portrayed as someone who is holding back from confronting their own truth, and as a result, they live a life of self-denial. The chorus takes us into the world of fame and success, where the person in question is suddenly confronted with the harsh reality of being a public figure. Instead of being celebrated for their work, they are scrutinized and judged. The message of love and admiration from their fans is a double-edged sword that ends up consuming them from the inside.


As the song progresses, it becomes clear that the person is struggling to maintain their sanity amidst the overwhelming pressure of success. The second verse describes the mental breakdown that celebrities go through when they become famous. The message of love that they receive every day becomes a burden that they cannot escape from. Even the people they don't know become part of their world, leaving them with no privacy. The chorus continues to build up the pressure, as the person describes how their fire has gone out, and they feel like a fake. The final verse concludes with a bitter-sweet sentiment, where the person is still hoping that they have what it takes to survive this madness.


Overall, King is a hauntingly beautiful song that tells the story of the dark side of fame and how it can consume even the most talented and creative people. It is a warning to those who aspire to be famous, that sometimes being a king is not all that it's cracked up to be.


Line by Line Meaning

How long can you stand
How much longer can you tolerate


Tightening up
Getting tense and defensive


Avoiding the fight
Not wanting to confront the issue


Avoiding the truth
Refusing to accept the reality


Tighten the smile
Force a smile while feeling unhappy


Tighten the lie
Deceive others and oneself


Will you get what you want
Are you pursuing the right goal


To be cursed with your dreams
To suffer the consequences of your ambitions


I hope for your sake
I wish you all the best


Something gets in the way
An obstacle interferes


Living under the lens
Being constantly monitored and scrutinized


The kiss of success
The mixed blessing of achievement


The ensuing, all consuming, mess
The chaotic aftermath of fame


Message of love
Words of admiration and affection


They arrive everyday
They keep coming relentlessly


People you touch
Fans and followers


Wasting away
Fading away and losing their enthusiasm


People you don't know
Strangers who admire or envy you


Give you no choice
Force you to respond or react


And you're sick to your stomach
You feel nauseous and disgusted


At the sound of your voice
When you hear yourself speak


And the shape of your face
When you see yourself in the mirror


And the sound of your name
When you hear your own name


They send you pictures of yourself
They share images of you without your consent


It's someone you don't know
You wonder who took or edited the photos


And they call you a genius
They praise you excessively, using hyperbole


Cause you're easier to sell
Because of your marketability and image


But the fire in your belly
Your passion and drive


That gave you the songs
That inspired your art and creativity


Is suddenly gone
Has vanished or decreased


And you feel like a fake
You doubt your authenticity and worth


Is that what you want?
Is this the desired outcome?


You've got what it takes
You possess the necessary skills and talent


To be spoilt to death.
To be excessively pampered and indulged, leading to complacency or downfall




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: STEVEN THOMAS ROTHERY, MARK KELLY, PETER TREWAVAS, IAN MOSELY, STEVE HOGARTH

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