A guilty pleasure
A filthy pleasure
I dare say they are the same
If a guilty pleasure is not a filthy pleasure
Well then, there is no game to play
For what is a law if it is not broken?
And what is love if it is not loudly spoken?
How does this world twirl and spin?
Nobody cares to learn, they only care to win!
It is immoral, you might say
To want what your neighbor has
Yet you still want to win
You want to conquer them all
But there is no game to play, no victory to have!
Guilty pleasures are filthy ones
You see, they are the same
When filthy pleasures are guilty ones
In the end, there is no difference
You fight until you win the game
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