When did it become clear that I’ve become obsolete for shiner models with the right attachments? I’ve been shelved and forced to watch time pass by me.
Let’s be honest. Our wildest dreams? No, it’s beyond this. Deep down we knew this was bound to happen. With all this talk of the end of days, it’s tough to say that I once dreamed it would end this way. This future is calling. Don’t bother plugging it in, they figured it out how to do it themselves. Or, should I say itself?
Once some companions in my pocket are now enemies of the planet.
I always thought I could be perfect, but my dreams sold out for electronics. There’s no need for recharge, we’re still rejected. So, someone tell H.A.L. (9000) I’ll be over at seven.
You know what they say: if you can’t beat them, plug me in any way.