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Saturday, March 6, 2010

The Games

Some people much too smart
They know everything before it starts
I've been told in the name of something
I've got to know what it means
To playing the games

Too many faces around they're talking
They play their parts
Oh, so well but who's to blame?
Back on the streets
That's where we are

You know better than me the rules are :
Getting better or fat in the mania
It's good to know
Who is who in our game
But....

When we're lost in our games
No time for the memories
We look in the haze
We're just the kids
It wasn't our fault

Everything's done and we fall
Let's keep on crying
But sometimes we don't wanna fall
Everything when you look around
Things will smile at you
Everytime when you turn around
You smell the truth
But you run away from the lies you can't say
Don't run away from the lies you can't say

Life is like we playing the games
That we need to going through everything
Moneys and times are so important to play the games
Like is life also
We need it too

If we're play the games
We need to win it
We need to be a winner
And that's mean
We got the victory in our lives.

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