life is but a game

life is but a game for the dead

if you knew i could care less
then you know it's a lie
i'm reaching my hand out
you know a rose wouldn't do
like a tattoo
you embed yourself
deep into my skin, wrapping

i don't want to keep on
with this bullshit life
it's all faked
you know we're not like this right?

it's now that i'm going
to try and be independent
on who i am
showing myself to you,
i will mean this time

life is but a game for the dead
you don't know me
and you never will
so throw the grenade hastily
watch me fade

my form's changing, my outline is
rearranging
can't you tell how my words are forced?
you make me want to wipe
that smirk right off your face
can't you formally
grace me with your distaste

stop trying to act
like you know all of my little
results
your voice is like an insult
to my very lifestyle
throw my soul into the river
watch it flow into the lane of death

if i hadn't seen you in your sleep
we wouldn't ever meet
so reach down to your toes
and pull the note from under
i'll watch your curiosity grow
because i've planted your essence
into the blender