Mr. Met

God made us rational

Thought made you stereo

I think of you today

Boy, what an a-hole

You made me spare

Like used software

I will not join you

Friends make you sensitive

Loss made us idiots

Fear makes us critical

Knowledge is difficult

Rob from always on the run is so bad

and copy paste is a sin

You made me spare

Like used software

It will not bring you

Sound makes us visual

Life made you beautiful

Hate makes us powerless

Turn on a radio

You made me spare

Like used software

I will not follow you

Sleep made you possible

"Dude" makes this laughable

Night made a day like this

Love made a festival