Strange Enchanted Boy

There was a boy
A very strange enchanted boy
They say he wandered very far, very far
Over land and sea

It's a
Short beat so they put it on repeat
Writing every rhyme right before I got to sleep
Simple for me when its the language that I speak
Luckily it seems their the songs that you need
And I'm happy to provide
And I just hope, even if it's just a line
When your standing on the edge I can talk you down from suicide
Because it's never just another life
Perfection in the difference
Diversity is boiled down to numbers and statistics
Sadistic this sickness is spreading
Coping and depending
On all of these devices
Constantly pretending
That they're working
When we know their hurting
Burning through the youth at a pace that is concerning
Suffocating truth learning just to make an earning
Melting in the pot ever wonder who is stirring
Huh, I wonder if they heard me

There was a boy
On a journey
Tryna find the wording so that this will stop occurring
Send us of to war but not many are returning
Say that we're defending in the hope of re assuring
But it's Hard to be assured when it Clearly isn't working
And we've been singing it for centuries
Sentimental letters for the widows of your enemys
Running out of ink not to mention running out of trees
Searching for god she's in the leaves
So take a walk out in the grass
Think about the questions they don't want you to ask
Like who the fuck bought the land of the earth in the past
And then decided they could sell it to us for whatever they ask
Money first for the food or you starve
Hoping for a dream but not caring for the craft
Hope that you can see that societies a farce
If we wanna make a change then we better do it fast



Credits
Writer(s): Seamus Molloy
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