Life Game

Trying to control every sentiment I have My life set in stone, I was better off alone I'm not comfortable putting voids into the trash So I face their eyes; watch them watch me looking back I've got a prick in my heart, all of the vulnerable parts I've got a pick in my soul, making a halve of me whole And every time I step outside to walk and look out at the sea Miles of vitality And even though I can't begin to explain all I thought was wrong I won't care for long