This simulation squares a cheap zip file
Our future folded back to fill odd gap
Im prone to phony dejavu the while
It calms a karmic who avoids a rap
The life I live is second rate tame pap
Its masker suit is loose I fumble stuff
Thought drowns in echo eerie overlap
I rationalize circumstance through bluff
I never learn I reincarnate enough
Im doomed to do the humble brags again
To choke and reminisce time sleeping rough
The cheap zip file is full of me in pain
I sense Im charismatic meant to stink
To simulation stick I silent movie blink
Chorus stink pong reek
