sing your surrender into the camera
explain to it your complete fear
in gibberish and child-speak
rack the focus so it knows you're here
like an idea past its prime
like a drone left asking 'why'
with a keyboard and paycheck
you're a warrior afraid to die
you've got time oozing from your pores
you've got it flying out your ass
so best to whisper anytime you speak
you've got more bile than you've got brass
soon all that time will hunt you down
so you'll fling shit and then refuel
because you'll never own your failure
now freeze frame on the fool