Everyday is the same in this town
Playing all the same game as the clown,
We all talk shit about each other at back
And pretend like we are the saints on the face,
Its all f'cked up and a mess
But they play hard like its a game of chess,
None of us is getting out alive
Why don't we just stop the fight,
We are destined to lose
Even the winners had the clue,
Its all f'cked up and a mess
But we play hard like its a game of chess,
Just quit the act and live
Its not about who have the most lovers,
Before you know the time would be over
& you'd cry in Melancholy of life you didn't live,
Its all f'cked up and a mess
But you played hard like its a game of chess.
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