Not a Game

Not a game

1.

Seems like there's a game of patience
Wonder how are strong my feet?
Are there tries to cope with this temptation
One, two, maybe three

Refrain:

Not a game, such a case to live thru
Running, running right to you
To never come up
Put on pace, talking to myself though
Experience your soul or ever get on
Tearing my heart

Why this war beyond imagination
Takes me that I barely lose control
Is it true or just an imitation of
A hide and seek? So let us push things on

2.
Maybe better be fine
And reload my mind
A little left to do, just find the switch
Is it worth living clear-headed than happy and blind?
Rather wrong than right

Not a game, such a case to live thru
Running, running right to you
To never come up
Put on pace, talking to myself though
Experience your soul or ever get on
Tearing my heart, ain't it my lot?