30 Lives

(CHORUS) Get your hands up, up, down, down, left, right Left, right, B, A, select start, select start (repeat) See I could beat the game without 30 lives Cause it’s not so much fun with 30 tries And I heard he rhymes with the nerdy guys And they hack mainframes with dirty knives (Zoop) that’s the sound it makes, kinda It’s hard to recreate I guess you had to be there We was in Tron world, on the light bikes With blonde girls (Hey what you doing Friday?) Haven’t figured yet, sit at home alone Ask questions to the internet Like, Do the gods envy us Because we are fragile, flesh and blood So every single breath is a precious one? And if that’s the case, who can we trust? (Silence) Here’s something you can reference: You want simple answers? Don’t ask questions CHORUS (BRIDGE) So if you ask me how to proceed I would ask you ‘What’s the aim?’ Cause, guns blazing, you could rush through Or take it frame by frame And you could say that is has no effect Cause the ending’s always the same But sometimes the ending changes Depending how you play the game So if you had the option to hit reset And do it all again, then who would you be next? Would you be the same self? A little better? Same type of story, switch a few letters? Waterproof skin to provide for the weather And a bulletproof heart underneath that sweater? Would you switch race? Change class? And I don’t mean rich/poor I mean like would you be a magician or a fighter Black belt, or something in between like a Red Mage And when they asked who would I rather be I looked 'em dead in the eyes and said Baje You know? With a few more dollars in the pocket But would my steps change if I was following a profit? Would I still walk like a man do? Or would I light up the stage and Wax a chump like a candle? Would they hear me? Would I listen, to the rhythm of the pistons? Or would I find out that we’re all gonna die And this whole time I coulda been fishin’? CHORUS