I'm a master of a game I don't want to play,
The things we do the things we say.
How many lies can fit into a line?
Do you really WANT them to hurt? To pine?
They want what they thought was true,
Obviously they thought that to be you.
Wrong they were,
You create a stir.
You leave it to fizzle out it’s the game to play,
What can I say?
There’s' nothing else to be done,
The wheel has been spun.
The games that don’t end with victory but pain,
Tell me don't you think it insane.
We call it our way,
Soon we will pay.
In heart in mind,
What we left behind
Wasn’t what we intended
We wish it to be ended.
I'm a master of a game I'll always have to play,
The things I'll do the things I'll say.
Until the time,
What they want is truly mine.
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