It's a cruel game when you need to choose,
Look in the eyes of a loaded gun
And tell them 'you're refusing the fun'
When you're actually hiding inside a cruise
Waiting for the moment to be left loose

It's a hefty business
When you don't know HOW but you're this vicious pretender
And you know how to let the truth never surrender
It's like in a chess game
The way - a bishop, king, queen, knight and rook
Could never match the pawn's crook
Because the little guy wears a veneer
The one that cannot be seen

You know how they all say...