It's a dead-end street

        but I don't mind
                                         riding down it

                except

        that I don't own
                        my trip.

Im leasing my life
        'til the day

it starts becoming
                        repossessed

by pieces.
 

        What delinquent payment

will remove control
                        of body

and mind?

        It's all about power
and loss.
 

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