((Idk what to post and this song seems to fit him so))
My first life was so boring just forget i mentioned it
And my second seemed to let me do all of the things my first life didn't
Third life was a hateful man all poison to the bone
In my fourth, I played piano but just didn't have the eyes to read the notesIn my fifth life, I supported girls – of course that wasn't all
My sixth life was corrupted though I guess it was little fun
Seventh life I cried so much and all I did was mourn
In my eighth life, was so rich I could've bought the world and EVERYTHINGIn this life is a game played by a flaky god
He gambles every life
Try to escape but you know the path you're on is game and setSee how the game of life is playing all of us for fools
Dancing a string around us, making all these silly rules
See how he looks down on us like we're acting out a show
Throw the dice and let's see which head will roll...By nine i drew so manga but the deadlines left me dead
my tenth life was a teacher, as a pedo***** I worked part time
Next life, what, eleven? Sorry I try to forget...
Never could describe how awful – no I'm terrified to think of allThe things that such a die can do, kinda crazy
Deciding everyday
Try to escape but the days repeat and keep you here to staySee how the game of life is never won, you only play
Bore him and you will find you're crumpled up and thrown away
Clinging to fate and blaming it when life won't go your way
Such a laugh HA! Life is just a gameCry out all your eyes or win a new fortune
The chance is one out of six
Try to escape, why not try your luck and see what you may get?See how the game of life is playing all of us for fools
Dancing a string around us, making all these silly rules
See how he looks down on us like we're acting out a show
Throw the dice and let's see which head will roll...
Sickly grinning downward, tosses out a pair of dice
Cheating way around the board "Ah this is paradise"
People praying on their knees but no there to hear
Ah look down at all the puppets here
Ah look up at all the puppeteers