Games

This little sad boys waiting
Just sitting in the playground
He needs to be someone
He knows that ther's a place where he can
Feel that he's a part of
He's feeling scared because of
There's someone out there who knows that
They can make him feel so empty so small
Criticize, demoralise, paranoid, suicide
I feel it everyday

I owe you no pain
I'll make this song simple for you
Should you feel ashamed
I am not ashamed, I am not

The teacher has it mastered
Sits the faggots with the bastards
It has to be that way
So all the brains are well looked after
This girl is discontented
Lack of beauty so resented
Her dreams of being a queen
are gone because they made her feel
So empty so small
Criticize, demoralise, paranoid, suicide
I feel it everyday

I owe you no pain
I'll make this song simple for you
Should you feel ashamed
I am not ashamed, I am not

Everywhere you wanna go
Everywhere you wanna stay
All the worlds against you

I owe you no pain
I'll make this song simple for you
Should you feel ashamed
I am not ashamed, I am not

I owe you no pain
I'll make this song simple for you
Should you feel ashamed
I am not ashamed, I am not



Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Mcguinness, Christopher Patrick Dignam, Alan Charles Downey, Joseph Jewell, William Mcguinness, David Patrick Mcginley
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