Lonely boy. The one and only without joy. His name is Roy. He takes the unholy toys. To decoy him. His face marks with battleship cuts. Is he nuts ? No ? Take another guess. The answer is yes... To his distress, being through a sexual abusive relationship. He was sad. As the bad was caused by his dad. It was like warship. He doesn't give a bullshit anymore. He's on the verge of guilt trip and is urging to quit and slip.
Poetry and lyrics by me aka @demonless
(Cheyanne / Cheyne Mayfield)