I know you feel it. I know you all feel it:
This world is broken; we are broken

 

We walk around and pretend, but our smiles are just tokens
Paper masks that hide a fear, too deep, to be spoken

 

A fear that life may pass us by while we play by this system’s rules
A fear that we failed to even try for fear of looking like damn fools

 

It’s a game, it’s a game; it’s all just a game
And this game is really fear, to use another name

 

Instead of being human and being open, we disconnect and play it cool
Instead of love and raw emotion, we stay divided and we act cruel

 

It’s a game, it’s a game; it’s all just a game.
And this game is just the system, to use another name

 

This system has us running around
Like. Empty. Human. Shells.

 

Too asleep to resist it
And buying everything it sells

 

But can’t you see the bigger picture
Don’t you see the wider trap?
It’s just a ruse to make us feel empty
So we’ll fill the void with material scraps

 

But material objects can’t fill the void
It’s just our money and soul they sap

 

For it’s a game, it’s a game; it’s all just a game
And this game is just the rat race, to use another name

 

It’s a race to the bottom
A race to the end

 

We’re isolated and we feel lonely
Despite a million Facebook friends

 

For it’s a game, it’s a game; it’s all just a game

 

“Modern man”, and modern worlds
Obsessed with modern gadgets
These “modern girls”

 

Why not simplify
This “modern world”

 

For it’s a game, it’s a game; it’s all just a game
And this game is social transformation, to use another name
And the result is human commodification, total enslavement; such a shame

 

We’re a humanity in crisis
A society in decline

 

But the crux of the crisis, is that the decline is by design

 

For it’s a game, it’s a game
And that’s the essence of the game

 

 

© 2018

 

 

 

 

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