To you Life's a fucking game And you're the king Maneuvering friends Doesn't mean a thing Now you're losing them Ony by one Your enemy approaches He's got you on the run You won't stick your neck out You won't compromise You can get by on the manipulation Of others lives Making them take the brunt Of a force you're afraid to confront Now they're all gone it's too late Checkmate Pawns Are Gone You're out of bait Feel it As They focuse their hate Try to surround yourself Your walls are breaking Those you have left Want to be taken They see you for what you are And what you have done This game is no longer fun Making them take the brunt Of a force you're afraid to confront Now they're all gone it's too late Checkmate Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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