Murphy’s Law Lyrics

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

We're born inside this iron cage
Past life screaming out in pain
He cried

Slate clean
Memories find a way to reveal
He proves

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, I didn't catch your name
Although he'll never be the same
He'll try

Never run away
Away
Away

One life
Nearing death finds a way to remain
Kept on