BLACKBALL
In this world
of hate and shallowness
Where enemies become your consolation
Those of us who win the game give up their minds
I don't call that winning
Say this doesn't apply to you but ask yourself first
What have I done today to win the game
And just what have I sacrificed
Win the battle or lose the war
I know I've played this game before
When people were still real
I don't want this anymore
It's time for me to close the door
There's nothing left to feel
Reflect on all our yesterdays
My own words choke me when were they spoken
Regret for things I've said and done
Just can't compare with
regret for those things that I have never tried
So blame this world or blame yourself
It's really all the same
When you are standing on that precipice
From which you just cannot return
Win the battle or lose the war
I know I've played this game before
When people were still real
I don't want this anymore
It's time for me to close the door
There's nothing left to feel
In the style of forgotten men
I look to my horizon I see nothing
While thoughts of guns and desecration
Sweep through my mind but only coffins and bones remain
As I look to you The emptiness behind your eyes
Seals my decision
Can't carry on in a world of jugglers
Where all this thoughtlessness and bludgeoning
Your key to success
What kind of tradition to carry on
Blackball, The new disease
Blackball, The new disease
Blackball, Your evil ways have found their way inside inside me
Blackball, The new disease
Blackball, The new disease
Blackball, For a better life in this high tech dog eat dog
existence
Win the battle or lose the war
I know I've played this game before
When people were still real
I don't want this anymore
It's time for me to close the door
There's nothing left to feel