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Prompt in, log out, it’s second nature

Violent volition for public relations

Violate the nation with viral flirtation

My place vocation is for the sub-servant

My orientation is obscured by your name

Plugged in, laid out, process of being

Proper perversion, my pessimism lurching

So pass out the culture, the thieve’s like your vulture

Lock in, escapade, scorched earth, pay day

What do you want, I’ll provide, sipping on a rectified

A Pringe of cheap labor, for unconventional data

So freshen up the Pastor, the cross-eyed and crossless

Want to keep it kosher, at least I’m the serpent

Give me more, more of what?

Nostalgia for the wonderlust

Pay to live in friction, exalting narrow diction

Why don’t you comply it’s just orientation

Prompt in, logged out, its second nature

Feel the form of fortune while I stand back and fixate

I’m fixing you up with a present hook it’s the latest fixation