I've come to realize that life is but a game
And it doesn't matter how you score but how you play
And although the masses play the host make all the rules
The only rules you should live by. . .
Rules made up by you the only rules you should live by
In this bent facade of people being who they're not
Who view the world through the wind shield of the beamer they just bought
And swear by hypocrisy
Yea thinking they'll go far
Hey mister can you tell me...tell me who you are
Two for one can you survive one by one
You stay alive do you think you really stand a chance
Pray to god for intervention
Deities of your invention
Don't you want to know who deals the hands?