Blackball

This world of hate and shallowness
 Where enemies become your consolation
 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, lose the war
 I know I've played this 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
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 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
 Regret for those that I have never tried
 So blame this world or blame yourself
 It's really all the same
 When you are standing on that precipice
 From which you just cannot return
 Win the battle, lose the war
 I know I've played this 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
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 In the style of forgotten men, I look to my horizon
 I see nothing
 While thoughts of guns and desecration sweep through my mind
 But only coffins and bones remain
 As I look to you, the emptiness behind your eyes
 Seals my decision
 Can't carry on in this world of jugglers
 Where all this thoughtlessness and bludgeonings
 Your key to success, what kind of tradition to carry on
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 Blackball, the new disease
 Blackball, the new disease
 Blackball, your evil ways have found their way inside, inside me
 Blackball, the new disease
 Blackball, the new disease
 Blackball, for a better life in this high-tech dog-eat-dog existence
 Win the battle, lose the war
 I know I've played this 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