Life As a Game
Life is a game we all play.
Some are good at it.
Some just cant find reasons to stay.
You told me it would be okay,
you told me to do the best I can.
But Im one tear away from cryin,
Cry for all of these sorrow and fears.
But then you say goodbye.
just when Im one second from dying.
The loaded gun in my hand.
Its getting cold again.
LIfe is just a game,
a game that we cant escape.
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