Fun and Games

Hey it's just fun and games
Gonna be the same every day
There's the shame, but anyways
It's fun and games
Hey it's just fun and games
I know it's gonna be the same every day
So I embrace it with the pain
Of the muzzle flame
What's to say?
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my-

Let's start with a misconception
I know there's a common section
For all those commandeered by the
Commonwealth and their lessons
Or maybe it's naivety
Save me from my confessions
Perhaps the cursed water will
Honour all of these blessings
Maybe it's just the weather
We're freezing out in the cold
This snow seems different though
Don't know whether to sneeze or blow
Perhaps, a lack of trust
Synapses connect to rust
When collapse of our patience
Gives us agency to adjust
Don't want to be dismissive
'Cause trust me I've had my issues
Projections of my insignificance
I can't admit to
Numeral in distinction while
Walking around like insects
Soon as you go dimensions are made out
On all your interest
Pointed to it a long time ago
Sometimes I'm feeling withdrawals
Feel the needle prick of trying to be liked by all
But honestly I could go on and on upon it gone
Amazon versus Babylon, hard enough to hang on
To put it succinctly
I don't know if you would miss me
Not for a lack of love
But the crack of my passive psyche

But hey it's just fun and games
Gonna be the same every day
There's the shame, but anyways
It's fun and games
Hey it's just fun and games
I know it's gonna be the same every day
So I embrace it with the pain
Of the muzzle flame
What's to say?
I'm on my way
I'm on my-

My wording is a front
What you heard could be more blunt
Pain to use my diction as fiction
Sometimes a must
Saunter cross the clearing
To ponder on what's endearing
Want to get across what I'm fearing, not disappearing
Rejected counseling
I'll probably get better
But when I check my mental
It's probably just the weather
A ball of external factors that
All add up together
It's certainly not me I have to fix
'Cause why be lesser?
Some would call it insanity
How insensitive to myself for so long
Sometimes I'm questioning how I'm not gone
Healthy to have discourse
Discordant with all remorse
You live to laugh and love
When my whispers are only hoarse
I watch the news and point of views
Of where the world is going to
To see it through, cannot compute
The windows into life abused
I can't excuse the Earth's tattoos
The permanence of our misuse
I'll diffuse my own refuge
Before I would make you choose
Never do it I guess
But it's easy to jest
How can I be my best
When there's murder under the chest?