Children's Games

(альбом: A Soiree For Skeptics - 2010)

In a kingdom where the kings are lost to chase expensive things
I feel so gone and overblown when rulers forfeit up their throne
This rock made up of dirt and sand, it seems was built to hurt the land
I find that space hard to escape, see poison picks no one man

Let's breath a new type of meaning, change a few axioms
Return the crossed cost of the innocence lost, then break barriers for some
I could have sworn we were dreaming, nightmares in the sun
The heating grease even eats the rational ones, grown folks acting young
I sped up the road to home
To get away from the clones and just try to hold my own
It's funny how we still try, see
The years have been growing old, but some didn't wanna know
And now they walk without their souls, either way we still die

How can I be called to serve in a place that I think so absurd?
I find it strange and quite insane that grown men still play children's games
How can I be called to serve in a country I only observe?
I find it strange and quite deranged that grown folks still play children's games

How can I be called to serve in a place that I think so absurd?
I find it strange and quite insane that grown men still play children's games
How can I be called to serve in a country I only observe?
I find it strange and quite deranged that grown folks still play children's games

I'm walking cross the planet the damage is 20 fold
You can learn the law of language and dance in the devil's home, but
Some people's canvas is crammed with childproofery
State covered, safe colors quite suitably
I'm all for kid at heart, when the mind is advanced
I believed that we achieve with the time and a chance, but
Some painters wanna water color in the rain
Their job benefits should probably cover the insane
If there's a minute I'm about to get it I need to breathe
The lead is limited
See I'mma be primitive, the end is imminent
I seen it in the dreams that I had
Playing band on the Titanic next to my dad
I saw the sun setting for the last time that evening
Military telegram "Mom, I'm still bleeding"
I wrote my last words in blood upon the ceiling
While a bunch of grown men kill each other for no reason

How can I be called to serve in a place that I think so absurd?
I find it strange and quite insane that grown men still play children's games
How can I be called to serve in a country I only observe?
I find it strange and quite deranged that grown folks still play children's games

How can I be called to serve in a place that I think so absurd?
I find it strange and quite insane that grown men still play children's games
How can I be called to serve in a country I only observe?
I find it strange and quite deranged that grown folks still play children's games