Murphy's Law
One life
Nearing death finds a way to remain
Kept on
A digital viewing screen life sustained
State you prime directives
Eat your baby food
Scum-filled city streets afraid
Blow those crooked fucks away
We're born inside this iron cage
Past life screaming out in pain
He cried
Slate clean
Memories find a way to reveal
He proves
That makes him real
Here's your prime directive
Justice is revenge
Guard down, pump him full of lead
That's some fancy shooting kid
Hold, I didn't catch your name
Although he'll never be the same
He'll try
Never run away
Away
Away
One life
Nearing death finds a way to remain
Kept on