Your Game

A hundred thousand nations
Seem to know your name
And with hesitation
They choose to play your game

But I've not been so foolish
To close my mouth and hear
And I've not been so blind
I see the glossy veneer

Go to the place where you were born
Tell them why you've returned
See all the people there
See all the people stare

You're hiding in the dark
And you find it's gone
The smell and taste of blood
No longer dances on your tongue

Go to the place where you were born
Tell them why you've returned



Credits
Writer(s): Enzo Garcia
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