by Nick Gisburne
You know I put a bullet in your head.
You know you really shouldn’t be alive.
But, if I can’t persuade you that you’re dead,
The Murder Men will haul you to the Hive.
The only thing they think about is you,
The number one betrayal on their list.
I’m trying, but no matter what I do
Your senses keep on telling you I missed.
Believe it. What is happening is real.
You have to die, today, no matter how.
Goddammit. This was never in the deal.
I’m ripping out your safety circuits. Now.
These fucking droid defections make me sick.
You made it, you insane robotic prick.
