I see right through your mind   I see your kind, I know your game   Surviving on the soul of a song      Please tell me how you escape   From the guilt that should eat at your mind   When you lay down to sleep   So many precious lives lost   Picking up the shattered dreams broken by you      You'll be cut down to size when we're all done with you   When you're cut down to size we will look down   on you      Why is life a game where we are forced to play   I think it's safe to assume   Don't feed off a loss or a win   The reward is to survive      As you breathe you abuse the gift of life   Inhaling hope into your black heart   No guilt no shame once again empty words are to blame