歌词
The weight of the world is a bowling ball
The finger holes a size too small
Get a grip, don’t let it slip down the wrong lane
They’ll blacken your name
It’s such a terrible game
People pray at the big blue sky
To forget that we all must die
Hurts a lot, but it’s certainly not the pull of the drain
Causing the pain
It’s just the terrible game
“Just getting by” is such a lie
You know what’s even worse?
Getting what you want
I would sooner die
A thousand different deaths
A thousand different ways
A thousand different times
Living someone else’s dream
Turns money a faded green
Spends well, but never ends well making a gain
On a fraudulent claim
A buyback into the terrible game
Learn the rules, learn them well
Find cracks in the little shell
It’ll get slow and you can finally let go all the way
And not have to play
Another round of the terrible game
Written by: Jakob D La Botz
