The Game
Here I come,
Here I go,
Selfishness eternal,
I am sorry,
In this way I see,
From my perspective only,
This is how I feel,
To my oldest friend,
Who stood by me,
When things were dark,
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As I raced through hell,
I love him dearly,
For him I would pay the price,
For he is me,
That selfish bastard,
He is me,
The fearful bitch&
God understands,
He does not judge,
Understand it from this perspective,
For this is how the game works;
Me before you,
Is how I will always play,
So strike me down before I strike you,
Prioritize yourself,
Love you,
You, your oldest friend,
Because if you don`t&
Nobody else will&
If you don`t&
Nobody else would care to&
Why care for someone who doesn`t even value themselves&
Sorry, someone`s calling,
Oh, hi, boss,
Yes, sir,
No, you are my first priority,
Yes, thank you, sir,
I live to serve&
Oh, hi, I forgot to say,
I might be selfish but I`m not dumb,
The game is arranged as such,
Display your greed first,
Commit your sin,
And you`ll be the first to lose,
When that question is asked,
Give in to lust,
And on lust`s stage you will stay,
Arranged among others,
From heaven to hell,
Our place,
And our worth,
I forgot to say,
Sometimes&
The question is generosity&