Sunday 12 November 2006

The Game


i'm going to watch the sun go down,
and not think about the scars it didnt heal.
you might be the best of whats around,
but you can never be real.

you used them all, the faces that you have,
now you always look the same.
think i loved you once, but i was wrong
still i was always teh one who was blamed.

everything that we have loved is lost
everything must end vain
this is my turn so let me walk away
need to feel something else than pain

so pretty and white
thats just one of my names
my eyes are open wide for the truth
never knew this life wasnt just a game.

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