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The man with the half-proud face,
with his other cheek he tells me to
stop.
his scars may as well be a KEEP OUT sign.
I step past,
I step right past.
He'll leave me alone if I'm in control
I'm in control
I'm in control
You think I don't try? I do try, I try
like they do in the movies. But with their guns snug and gums smug,
They're not afraid.
They have me right where they want me,
they want me?
They want me!
But they only want me until it's not me. It's
Him.
Everyone has me right where they want me.
In the game, outside the game, it's all the same. All you have to do is keep on playing.
You're dead.
Restart.
You're dead.
Restart.
I'm dead, she's dead,
He's dead; this must be heaven.
He's taking hell for me,
but hell is temporary and I owe everything.
I'm not dead anymore, and
He's not here anymore. It's only
a master and me, a slave.