The Game

Thirst for the thrill, none can escape

Fighting to know that you’ve bested the game

Many fall, others excel

All part of the game in this living hell

And now, forced to make a choice

Faced with the threat of failure

The weight of the world on your shoulders

And its crashing down

Stand up and fight, or side with the rest

Stuck in the rut that they placed us in

Dig your way out, get pushed back down

Open your eyes and take a look around

And now, forced to make a choice

Faced with the threat of failure

Weight of the world on your shoulders

And its crashing down

Its crashing down