Till the lead works its way through
chipping away at your soul
Players get played
Makes them hate the ones they have wronged
Manipulators get manipulated
Makes them blame the ones they have used
All you did was save me
Putting off the enviable for a time
Old will rub off you in some way
Lost souls swimming in a great big sea
Giving spit a propose
Just can't be satisfied
Fairness is never universal
Players get manipulated
Manipulators get played
Makes them hate the ones they know
Racing trains for fun
Some people are born that way
Risking it all for no reason at all
A crossing of tears when mothers cry
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