Lyrics Quarantine Christmas - Prince Predator

December twenty four, two thousand and twenty one
A bout with some body aches had informed the decision
To pay a visit to the clinic on my own volition because
I had suspicion that my own adventurous spirit

Had finally did me in, month twenty-whatever of this
Pandemic, I'd managed to work to my advantage but the
Villain that lurks beneath the surface itches to ravage
And time passage made it more of a challenge to kill him

So no spilling. Fill it to the brim with feeling
I lift my mask off, it's only brain cells I'm killing
I work my ass off so I can cast off until last call
Entranced by loss of all of my inhibitions

And as predicted, the need to sip from pools of submission
Had led me to a condition that would stifle my mission
After hours of waiting, sitting, was told by the physician
I'd tested positive and it would be a quarantine Christmas

Am I a victim? Can I really be sore at this instance
I courted a dance with torment just to soften my boredom
How important was it for me to score a poor sense of normalcy
All to satisfy whorish needs, I guess that I could not see the

Forestry for the trees, and now the holiday's forfeit
All plans aborted, my presence forbid, stay out my orbit
Guess I'll torrent a bunch of horror flicks and do some recording
The portrait of a mortal restricted from leaving his quarters

Was looking forward to hanging with the fam to uplift
Eat drink and be merry, watch my nephew open his gifts
Will my presence even be missed? I've been side-lined indefinitely
Been trying to connect but see a lifetime of sectioning my

Mind off has me questioning is this all that is left for me
I'd think someone was testing me if isolation wasn't my
Essence so what's the lesson? No stressing guess I'll just let it be
This is the Christmas I always suspected was my destiny

Please

Preddy, please

What the fuck