Surviving The Game

Body Count

Yeah Yeah

Murder, death

As I search to analyze reality, the true

Meaning of life,

Out simple existence means nothing

God has a gun, the truth, life is a slow noose

He's invincible

Better watch his knife,

There is no escape from the slow kill

When it's time to go god serves a death blow,

You have no choice, don't even try

The only choice is suicide

Surviving the game

No escape

No one's ever escaped