Defeat of Logic
Defeat of logic
Again
Credit spent wasted
Wasteland mechanics transgressing
Undone mental traits destroyed
No more thought, just act on instinct
Impulse wish: eat, fuck, and sleep
As things will go, a life on loan
I'm in a shell with pieces I don't like
I did not buy
I have no reason to carry this debt
The parts are broke, can I return?
Take time to construct places that I like
That I would buy
I have a purpose
Rosy atmosphere
I'll never be the man that I am expected to be
I just can not live life with gender distinctions tying me down to one path
Breaking apart and falling to pieces, shambling slowly away
I expect mistreatment, garbage bag me and leave me, debase and relinquish my world