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Change the Game
You may be saying
Theres profit from pain
But What do you wage
When theres no gain
From this game
Would it be the same
If you were being weighed
Twisted insane
Tortured for shame
Paying the price
For somebody else
Who ever said
There isn't a hell
If your living a debt
That's not your own
What do you say
When it's not your home
It's not your life
It's not your toll
But you owe it all
To some other fool
You got put and thrown
Deep Into this skin
Now this time
You need to win
It never was
This way before
But this time around
You want it more
The results the same
Your paying the price
Now your saying
This isnt right
So the game
Must change
For your sake?
It stays the same
Stuck inside
Bound and tied
Your web of lies
Bereft your plight
Your still engaged
Masochist
Under paid
Without a way
To plot your revenge
Or claim a head
No way to save
Your altered state
Unwind your web
Or break your fate
Now you wish
You change your mind
The tides have swayed
But you still died.
Copyright © Criss Tripp | Year Posted 2015
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