i am afraid we've lost the game  

( the plot ) 

We are trying to speedrun life 

but there’s only one play thru

and it ends in rot

I am on my computer all day 

helping build this digital space 

buy now to stake your place 

We farm metaphysical apples more happily 

more readily 

than from real trees 

We say unironically 

that dirt's just not for me 

forced farming is not a vibe 

as if we don't need to eat to stay alive 

Because the problems in python 

are so much easier to solve 

We have succumbed 

we have become 

our own daemons