Games

We bury ourselves in our bottles Bury ourselves in our bibles And you come around Saying how Rome is burning Why do you come around? It's all just a game Til he walks through the door Holding Death in his hand Then he lets it unfold Yesterday it happened again Or was it the day before? I can't be sure... No, cause I can't Keep up with this shit anymore Cause we bury ourselves in our bottles Bury ourselves in our bibles Then you come around Saying my house is burning Why do you come around? When it's all just a game Save for your license to kill Said, it's all just a game And I'll be your favorite thrill, yeah But I played myself Too many times this year Yes, I played myself Too many times this year Say now Cause we bury ourselves in our bottles Bury ourselves in our bibles Then you come around Setting my house on fire Why do you come around? Hey