We have this life, were in this game
Our bodies the pieces our knives the dice
Making us feel on every role
Making us see from every soul
We can't stop it we must move on
Can't stay in the same square to long
No patience, no sense of mind at all
Just to make it through
Is fine with you
You like the rush
You love the speed
How much more do you need
Your going to lose, end this game
Ouit and say no and keep pushing the pain
You won't feel the shame
for letting us fall
You won't join, not at all
It all spins, it all seeps through
I can't understand why you do waht you do
Your still on your role, still pushing your fate
While I sit and wonder how you fake your hate
How you act as if your nothing
When you know that your something
I watch how it ends, I watch how you leave
Now, let our pieces mend
Let them heal
And maybe then I'll realize
This game can't be real

 
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