I walked over to the edge of space, where mind and matter sip on gin
Oversimplified I miss the way things used to be
I like it natural but I understand your logic, nothing matters
Lets take the first step in understanding that that
Far less intelligent, than your counterparts,
It really hinders their progression,
The corners of your mouth have started pointing south,
Towards a black, black hole of pity
That engulfs all round it, bring new thoughts of self destruction
Nothing's wrong it just looks that way
Jerk off till the end of time, strap a Chinese hooker to my side,
Satisfy the urges of my mind
Due to unverified claims,
There were no enhancements made to the processes lost
And it makes this so uncomfortable,
And we really need comfort above all things