Lyrics
[verse]
We grew up on the quiet side of town
Where the paint was peeling, dreams stayed grounded
No designer labels, no private jets to catch
Just secondhand jackets and a bus that's always late
[verse]
They sing about the diamonds, sing about the cash
We sing about the corner store, the vinyl in the trash
It's a different kind of story that we're living out
Simple little moments that the magazines leave out
[chorus]
We don't need the crowns, don't need the throne
We got our own kind of kingdom, our own kind of home
Let them keep the gold, let them keep the fame
We'll be royal in a whole different game
[verse]
Sitting on the porch with the radio turned low
Talking about nothing, watching the evening glow
This is our luxury, this is our gold
A quiet kind of rich that never gets old
[chorus]
We don't need the crowns, don't need the throne
We got our own kind of kingdom, our own kind of home
Let them keep the gold, let them keep the fame
We'll be royal in a whole different game
[bridge]
Maybe we don't sparkle like the ones on the screen
But we've got something real, something in between
The kind of wealth you can't buy in a store
Just us and the night, we don't need any more
[chorus]
We don't need the crowns, don't need the throne
We got our own kind of kingdom, our own kind of home
Let them keep the gold, let them keep the fame
We'll be royal in a whole different game
