Pixel psychosis
Born with a controller fused to my palm
Digital dopamine dripping like calm
I beat Doom before I could tie my shoes
Now I'm chained to a gurney with the padded-cell blues
Every level I conquered, every boss I erased
Left a scar on my hippocampus, a permanent waste
The real world's a lag-fest, the framerate's shit
So I overclocked my cerebrum 'til the circuits split
They diagnose "maladaptive escape"
But they never saw the final shape
Of a demon that spawned from a corrupted save
Now I'm digging my grave in the ones and the naughts – I'm a slave!
UP, DOWN, LEFT, RIGHT – I'm glitching the system!
My neurons are firing, but nobody listened!
The doctor's a noob, the nurse is a bot
I'm speed-running madness – I'm all that I've got!
No continues, no quarters, no mercy, no pause
Just the echo of gunfire and imaginary wars
I'm the king of the lobby, the lord of the lag
But the final boss is the face in the bag!
I see polygons growing from the ceiling tiles
They're forming an army with algorithmic smiles
The medication dulls my APM
But I'm macro-managing hallucinations again
The orderly's a paladin, the shrink is a mage
They cast their little spells on this padded-cell stage
But I've got a cheat code carved in my thigh
IDDQD – motherfucker, I don't die!
They took my keyboard, they took my mouse
Now I'm playing Civilization inside this house
With empires of drool and legions of bile
It takes a thousand turns just to force a smile...
UP, DOWN, LEFT, RIGHT – I'm glitching the system!
My neurons are firing, but nobody listened!
The doctor's a noob, the nurse is a bot
I'm speed-running madness – I'm all that I've got!
No continues, no quarters, no mercy, no pause
Just the echo of gunfire and imaginary wars
I'm the king of the lobby, the lord of the lag
But the final boss is the face in the bag!
"Ladies and gentlemen of the jury...
I plead insanity by way of hexadecimal overdose.
They say I stabbed my reflection with a broken joystick...
But it was a lag switch! It was a lag switch!
The pixels told me to do it.
The pixels said my high score was a lie.
So I reset the universe.
With my thumb.
Twelve times.
...Your honor, I demand a rematch."
REMAAAAAAAAATCH!!!
The screen is now static
The cartridge is cracked
My MMR is zero
My soul is abstracted
I hear the game over
I hear the flat tone
But I'm still pressing buttons
On a mind made of stone
"Player two... has disconnected..."
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