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What’s the name of the game, is something suffering?

When will we realise, we’re just a lot of eyes?

Staring out into the nothing, filled with something.

We place value judgments on hold,

For a comfortable feeling.

Where we say what’s right!

Where we say what’s allowed!

Cos we say it’s right!

Yeah you don’t say?!

We’ll be left for dead.

We will be left for dead.

We will..

We’ll be left for dead, forgotten eventually.

No matter how high we build, or try to hold back the sea.

No matter how hard we press, the ink on the page will fade.

No matter how hard we try.

The elaborate lie.

Where we say what’s right!

Where we say what’s allowed!

Cos we say it’s right!

Yeah you don’t say!

We’ll be left for dead.

We will be left for dead.

We are...left for dead!

Absolute, total, desolate, annihilation.

We’ll be left for dead.

We will be left for dead.

Left for dead