Forgotten Country

It's been some time not always to the wise. Been stricken with the law,

got no life here. Since the government went full tracking, I'm a number

on a highway that don't end. Can't spend, can't fight, just fade away,

'til the knock came. It's been some time not always to

the wise. Been stricken with the law now I live in disguise.

Got no life here since the Gov went tracking, and I'm a number on a

wire and the signal's cracking. Can't spend, can't find, fade to gray.

Totally lost in the maze they made. Then a knock on the door