Single Use - Astpai

we were born into boredom,

and we’ll die trying to make sense.

raised on Industrial evolution

and kept sane by medicinal defense

and if you know it clap your hands.

we try to reap fruits of our arts,

while owing credit to our cards.

we got used to stand-by-buttons

and chit-chat conversations.

our gods had over twenty channels,

and VCRs were our saviors.

we’ve had a few outstanding welcomes,

but now our welcome is outstayed.

and our headstones will say:

«for single use only»

talking 'bout our degeneration

talking 'bout our degeneration