Here you are sitting all alone, with no plan and no throne!!! The feelings you hold are silent and cold, all you’ll find at the end of that rainbow is a pot of fools gold!! You call him a King and think this is it… we all know your life’s hastily going to shit!!! When a boy pretends to be KING, In reality he’s a scorpion ready to STING!! You fall victim to his poisonous behaviour, crying out that you now need a saviour….. You call out … hoping someone might hear you shout but all you’ve caused is pain and doubt!!!! You stumble in like a drunken hobo, I know you’re slightly Loco.. This is the life you chose! Time for this to come to a close!! You can’t call a Man a King, if he has no Kingdom of his own!!! He sits upon his mother’s throne!!! You fall to your Knees… begging me please!! It now falls on deaf ears, this is the deepest of fears!!!! NO KINGS!! NO KINGS!! It’s time to end things…..
