Games lyrics

f/ Sebutones



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Is this a game or is it real? (5x)



[Buck 65]

I know I`m being followed by invisible men

Life is good, but why am I so miserable then

I`m second guessing my every decision

But my hand is guided with heavy precision

I can`t even trust my own eyes

But actually everything I do is done with pin point accuracy

At least once a week I come this close to dying

But nothing ever happens

Am I supposed try and kill the heart of a man?

Or is every move I make just a part of the plan?

What should I expect the last mathematical invasion?

I refuse to believe my life is a mathematical equation

Can I do to pull the plug?

Or burn the bridges?

What if I start doing drugs or turn religious?

Every involuntary swallow brings a pattern and a chance to wear

a halo like the rings of Saturn

But do my family and friends know that I dome the back of my mind

To the back of my throat?

In front of my face and under my nose

No wonder why nobody notices any of this

I am expert, indivisible, miserable, individual over my head still

Burning the tread mill

One step faster than the man with the master plan, baby



Is this a game or it is real? (5x)



[Sixtoo]

Each move is like a simile

Compare to what I see to what I remember

Which pretender are you?

By standing on that same corner I`ve seen passing me in thepresent. The dream

Bend these words to mean what they mean now

Somehow lost in five double-U`s

I misuse the game and then I forfeit the check mate

Rotates bishop, wait

I remember the next move

It goes something like:

My paper meshes weighs falling and I take flight

I fly into lay ups at night, see my piece is already there

See all the workers disappear into clarity

Never compare me to myself, I know us well

Living in between imagination and the parallel

One thing leading to nothing at all

another thing leading to itself



Is this a game or is it a real? (5X)
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