Everything is excellence
In head
Game
Game
Game
Game
Game
As we travel through the passage of time
And reserve some questions that will enter our mind
Questions of life, questions of faith
Questions of truth, of a personal shame
As we race through this human disgrace
There are certain expressions you will form on your face
Expressions of hate, expressions of love
Expressions of pain for the difficult stuff
Life is a hand of game
Game
BAME
Thinking is the enemy
Life is a hand of game
BAME
Thinking is the enemy
Life is a hand of game
BAME
Thinking is the enemy
Life is a hand of game
BAME
Thinking is the enemy
Enemies
Thinking it's the enemy
As we're growing head, bombs are blowing
And we're reacting with the words exploding
Controlling actions, virtual attraction
The more you think it is, the more you're sinking
Life is a hell of a game, babe
Thinking it's the enemy
Life is a hell of a game
Babe
Thinking it's the enemy
Life is a hell of a game
Babe
Thinking it's the enemy
Life is a hell of a game
Babe
Thinking it's the enemy
An open mind with a flawed mind
Everything is excellence in hand
Game
Game
Game
Game
Game
Game
Game
Game
Game


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