The Game
I am the artificer
The pathogen that is pulling at the strings
You're just the documenter
Taking shots of the scene
This is the game we crave
But hate the taste
This is the game
Create the game
But then we don't wanna play
I'm done becoming amoebic
This is the game
At the sound of your name
Just look the other way
I just pressed the red button
To stimulate a little hatred
Just a little bit of light
And a precise manipulation
You're a predictable machine
And you keep learning the same lesson
Never bite the hand that feeds
Never befriend your oppressor
This is the game we crave
But hate the taste
This is the game
Create the game
But then we don't wanna play
I'm done becoming amoebic
This is the game
At the sight of your face
Just look the other way
Look the other way, look the other way
You're a predictable machine
And you keep learning the same lesson
Never steal a crumb from my kingdom
You will be made into an example
This is the game
That you chose to play
This is the game
That you chose to play
Play, play
So look the other way