#JC1710 At 5 it was space invaders protecting my high score, in a decade to bring you in they're sending a cyborg Im looking like an eyesore Just stepped through a time warp With a tight jaw from the meds they gave me at the psych ward In the neon jungle, unshaven I felt hungry I can tell that this is hells country Still passing out clean needles to help junkies And why the hell are there twelve monkeys? A chip is in my head i can think of any song and listen Reality as we know it is augmented beyond recognition They know all the dirt you did, your search history your first few licks think the wrong thoughts drones will merk you quick and alexas voice sounds in your head telling you when the curfew is, if you listen hard you'll hear her say welcome to earth you bitch. π€π€π€
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