The Game of War
Scrying through my eyelids
Everything we know is a game
And we've little time to play
I forfeit; everybody knows it
I AM
Crying here where I hid
Everything I love, put away
In a safe place they will stay
From torrid channels through my forehead
I became, and you could
If you do what I did
Tearing away to my grave
It doesn't matter
Everyone else is too
And that's what makes me sadder
Tearing away to my grave
It doesn't matter
Midnight; half psychotic
Hypnotics: I'm overdosing
Daylight too chaotic
I'm chronic 4 ibuprofen
From beneath the core
I want to burn
I yearn for more
Than just a game of war
Dying, purify me
Drowning in the sea, to beseem
How the violet is in me
From tortured chaos and disorder
I'm reborn! with
Chariots and wings to guide me
Trying to decide if
Everything I know's a mistake
Or if I am its creator
Cycles, trials of survival
Either way, there's only so much pain we take
So we're tearing away at our graves
We don't matter
Nobody else believes in climbing heaven's ladder
Tearing away to our graves
It doesn't matter
Midnight; half psychotic
Hypnotics: I'm overdosing
Daylight too chaotic
I'm chronic 4 ibuprofen
From beneath the core
I want to burn
I yearn for more
Than just a game of war
Everything we know is a game
And we've little time to play
I forfeit; everybody knows it
I AM
Crying here where I hid
Everything I love, put away
In a safe place they will stay
From torrid channels through my forehead
I became, and you could
If you do what I did
Tearing away to my grave
It doesn't matter
Everyone else is too
And that's what makes me sadder
Tearing away to my grave
It doesn't matter
Midnight; half psychotic
Hypnotics: I'm overdosing
Daylight too chaotic
I'm chronic 4 ibuprofen
From beneath the core
I want to burn
I yearn for more
Than just a game of war
Dying, purify me
Drowning in the sea, to beseem
How the violet is in me
From tortured chaos and disorder
I'm reborn! with
Chariots and wings to guide me
Trying to decide if
Everything I know's a mistake
Or if I am its creator
Cycles, trials of survival
Either way, there's only so much pain we take
So we're tearing away at our graves
We don't matter
Nobody else believes in climbing heaven's ladder
Tearing away to our graves
It doesn't matter
Midnight; half psychotic
Hypnotics: I'm overdosing
Daylight too chaotic
I'm chronic 4 ibuprofen
From beneath the core
I want to burn
I yearn for more
Than just a game of war
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Writer(s): Justin Perez
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