Lonely Road

"Lonely Road"

The age of consent, it's about to get lower/
And only makes sense, to the descendants of Noah
God gave me pen & paper, but it was my job to show ya/
Yet the more I put pen to paper, the more I became a loner
It goes deeper than solar system, those who glow with wisdom/
Living in dozy Covid Britain, got me flowing poetry different
They stare cause I am different, I laugh cause they're the same/
Weren't prepared for my vision, to the sane I must be strange 
I made a game from out the pain, you see the sun, I see the rain/
You see no fire, I see the flame, look in their eyes, I see the shame 
I see through the lies & who they blame, I guess this life is just a game/
I can see through the minds of the lame, & our minds are not the same
I used to think that I was strange, like my brain had gone all wonky/
But then the UK got masked up, & queued up for Jab like a Zombie 
Within this off-key society, it's like these prophecies ah come true/
I won't side with these demons, now if only you knew.

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