A Draw
Hold to memories
They are what’s left of us
Dreams that once where ours I now leave behind
Why do you, have to be with them?
Why does this, not seem like the first time?
Life is not a game, unless games are your life.
And I’m not a board piece in your selfish lies.
You forgot that I’m still here.
Kiss the unborn lie and plan your alibi
It won’t hide the truth
Hard to swallow when you’ve been found out.
Truth reveals you and you’ve lost out.
I know you…
I see you…
And I’m not letting you win again.
They are what’s left of us
Dreams that once where ours I now leave behind
Why do you, have to be with them?
Why does this, not seem like the first time?
Life is not a game, unless games are your life.
And I’m not a board piece in your selfish lies.
You forgot that I’m still here.
Kiss the unborn lie and plan your alibi
It won’t hide the truth
Hard to swallow when you’ve been found out.
Truth reveals you and you’ve lost out.
I know you…
I see you…
And I’m not letting you win again.