Mr B

For time and time you looked deep inside for a fammilar face but were met with disgrace

The demons inside fighting a battle of heaven

You more and more ask, who was this guy Kevin

Years of DJ’ing and Mr B pass, the superficial life that fell on its ass

Trauma and drama just like  Panaroma , your sole cold and blind and so hard to find

It can’t just be anyone , but you to realise, that a time needs to come for you to say your good byes

Bye to the fear and pain and the doubt, the days alone you’ve now lost count

Look to the light and you will see that the fight, is part of journey, your story your plight.