GAMES
Oh yes I know I’m an idiot, I know you hate my guts
Opinions don’t mean much
You fix the dice, I despise
The outcome is always the same

I will not play your games
Each day's the same, I take the blame
I won't play

Games
Games

Everyone’s a winner, look at the prize
Don’t look at your life
You fix the dice, I despise
I follow the rules I do not know

I will not play your games
Some people never change
I will not play your games
Each day's the same, I take the blame
I won't play

Games
Games
Games
Won't play your games

You’re so clever I’m so dumb, I always play your game

I will not play your games
Some people never change
I will not play your games
Each day's the same, I take the blame
I won't play

Games
Games
Games
Won't play your games

Won't play your fucking games

BEFORE I DIE
Here and now
How and why
Yes or no
Do or die

I think I've found something I want to do
I can't be scared of something new
I'll give it a go, it's not too late
I don't want to waste my life away

Moving on
Moving on

Day by day
Laugh or cry
One by one
Do or die

I can see who I can be
It's only me that's stopping me
I'll give it a go, it's not too late
I don't want to waste my life away

Moving on
Moving on
Moving on
Moving on

Woah - Just one more time
Woah - Before I die

Before I die
Before I die (Just one more time)

BLINKO AND I
Strung up on a web, a web of strangled thoughts
Wrapped in a shroud of intricate details
Pressed up against a great big wall of lies
We're doomed to self destruct our tiny minds

With all our self doubt and inner torment

Help us someone, lend a hand
To fathom the things we don't understand

Empty, hollow, this life's a broken shell
Lifeless sentence we serve it here in hell
Burdens, heavy, they're carried on our backs
Spiralling down 'til our sanity cracks

With all our self doubt and inner torment

Help us someone, lend a hand
To fathom the things we don't understand
Help us someone make us well
Imprisoned in a fire burnt hell

Ripped apart by this mortal coil
Then we decompose beneath the soil

Strung up on a web, a web of strangled thoughts
Wrapped in a shroud of intricate details
Pressed up against a great big wall of lies
We're doomed to self destruct our tiny minds

With all our self doubt and inner torment

Help us someone, lend a hand
To fathom the things we don't understand
Help us someone make us well
Imprisoned in a fire burnt hell

Mental torment this is our lives lament

NAIL IN THE SKY
A nail in the sky
Boxes floating by
The choir joins in
They all begin to sing

A nail in the head
Boxes lying dead
No-one joins in
They all begin to die

Death, Decay

Coffin full of peace
Choir begins to smile
Smiling as they go
A nicer way to die

Coffin full of life
Never saw the strife
Playing with the knife
The stab you in the back

Coffin full of peace
Choir begins to smile
No-one joins in
No-one gets to sing