Buddy knew people knew
People were going to die.
They start, they stop.
Without pause to ever question why.
It’s a player game.
You’re the player same
As last time and all of them,
Watching this game.
See the same players playing.
None of them playing to win.
They see losing as sin
Loosing like choosing begins
Karma as a nice bitch
Hurt you like a bad Itch.
Pally, welcome to Heaven.
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