Infected Mainframe

Being faithful has always been my weak suit...
But you came into my life, and gave my mind a reboot...
Reprogramming me to believe that I can be faithful...
Explaining to me that relationships can be tasteful...
Your soul is my modem, while mine is the receiver...
And only when we're connected is when I'm a believer...
But when your signal begins to fade, my mind gets blurry...
And these viruses begin to cripple my system in a hurry...
Pop-ups in the form of women appear on screen...
And I can't help but to click, making my system unclean...
The more I click, they multiply, I must click them all...
As their moans cum thru the speakers, my firewall falls...
While they intake my cursor, swallowing my information...
My mainframe is being wrecked, my system's decapitation...
And I know they harm me, but my modem isn't active...
My logic is completely stagnant because of your absence...
And it feels so wrong, but it feels so right...
When disguised as useful software, their intent isn't in sight...
But you can sense these viruses from a mile away...
So you try your hardest to get your modem signal to stay...
But I fear that when it fades, I'm who they will hunt down...
And they won't stop until my system finally shuts down...

Don't let your signal fade...

-Double-@