The face of reality pressed against your window pane

Is it engineered or is it real rain?

So, you medicate yourself from the pain

Always wondering if it’s all about personal gain,

Life didn’t live up to her expectations

Causing those mental gyrations

She decided it was time to take the “Big Vacation”

She’ll no longer be contributing to pro-creation,

Father time moves on in mysterious ways

Even if it’s wrong, they say crime pays

The trick is to remove yourself from this maze

One can never predict the next insane craze,

He’s not a man who believes in the subversive news

Living among fools too clueless to choose

The disinformation they just can’t refuse

Their warped and distorted world views,

Everyone’s in on the plan until they light the fuse

Without even thinking of the rights, they’ll lose

The bodies lying in the street that you can’t excuse

Accountability has slipped away so hopelessly,

Dying with his eyes so his brain can roam free

Just a line of text in some obituary

The world seems to have forgotten sentimentality

Drowned out by globalist sanctimony,

The face of reality pressed against your window pane

Is it engineered or is it real rain?

So, you medicate yourself from the pain

Always wondering if it’s all about personal gain.