In this world of hate and shallowness
Where enemies become your consolation
And those of us who win the game
Give up their minds
I don't call that winning
Say this doesn't apply to you
But ask yourself first
What have I done today to win the game
And just what have I sacrificed
Win the battle or lose the war
I know I've played the game before
When people were still real
I don't want this anymore
It's time for me to close the door
There's nothing left to feel
Reflect on all our yesterdays
My own words choke me
Why were they spoken
Regret for things I've said and done
Just can't compare with
yesterdays
words
which
tradition
thoughts
thoughtlessness
while
those
their
success
style
enemies
where
desecration
decision
consolation
compare
close
forgotten
reflect
tried
emptiness
become
carry
sweep
cannot
found
yourself
battle
coffins
before
today
better
behind
blame
blackball
really
through
bones
still
existence
precipice
remain
horizon
inside
anymore
jugglers
minds
shallowness
winning
never
nothing
things
people
spoken
first
played
world
regret
return
apply
disease
sacrificed
seals
choke
standing
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