Murphy's Law
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Murphy's Law
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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
Slate clean, memory finds a way to reveal
He proves it's not his mind, but his soul 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 it, didn't catch your name
Though he'll never be the same, he'll try
He'll never run away
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