Abide by and acclimatize to
The pig slop force fed to you
Prayers for deliverance are all that can be done and
Your lamentations will quickly be forgotten and shunned
Weep for the ones gone ahead of you
Like Ian, Dallas, or your father struggling in spite of you
The only one he ever loved the best
Upgrades are easy
So commit to a whiff of less stress
The point is mute nothing can be done
The point is mute now your head is hung
The point is mute now you can shut it down and
Bite your tongue whenever someone else is around