The Game

It's on again
but it ain't the same.
Are you here enough to show your pain?

Nah, it ain't the same,
so, just shoulder the blame.

Burn out the flame,
all alone on the frozen plains.

How will your soul come through
when all you care about is your name?

You think it's all,
all a game.
You think it's all,
all a game.

Spinning your wheels again,
throwing it away.

You think it's all,
all a game.
You think it's all,
all a game.