Did i wait too long
it made me somber wondering onward stronger
on and on
but iand'm still awake
you havenand't killed me
i am willing to persevere another day
You can run away but you canand't escape
all these wicked games
Youand're impossible like ignoring the habit of breathing
iand'm expendable to you completed then superseded
I insist it ends
my circumstances burned my chances
the answers want it that way
but iand'm still awake
i have opponents
iand've got moments to own that know my way
But it still exists and itand's still there
you cant escape these wicked games
Go through your pain and struggle but maintain the knowing
of whatand'll come to you showing itand's all right
thereand's plenty around to drown you
pronunciate found to all that surround you
give them all flight
running away is a stain in the mud a brain stem with a plug
when you get there you donand't know why you came
you end up going where your knowing
is showing in different form but inside you feel the same
thereand's always someone else to blame
Wicked games (interlude)
Now this was a long long time ago
when music was loved on the radio
before my birth, iand'm not that old
bands didnand't have to pay the radio to be sold
iand'm told it was quite a day
to have a station have a dj
not have a playlist of what heand'd play
or a pd wanting it there way
just a love for tunes and comparison
now we just compare embarrassment
itand's such a scare this carelessness
itand's not awareness itand's harassment
cherish this choice that we have
not to listen if itand's an add
not to listen if it gets bad
donand't have to bitch and kick and get sad
that it takes ten days of supervision
to find a good song for you to listen
lets just break this new tradition
iand've got mine now you choose your mission
play the game, play the game
place your blame on a taste of fame
play the same way a faceless name would play the game
play the game.
