Try the game
It's all the same, it's a matter of taste
You'll try someday to be with the nationOf all the rock stars in my mind
I never thought you battle tech
I'm ready to bleed from my veins nowCome on back it's just a matter of fact
You keep on telling yourself
The realizations of all the ways
You learned to hateYou're coming far, you're gonna break
Gonna set the record straight
So concentrateI've got my mind made up this time
I've given all that wasn't mine
I gave the shirt that's on my back
And I give and I give and I get noneNow you're on to something better
I bet you want your money back
Oh, that's a serious breakdownCome on bitch
Give us all your best shot
Do yourself a favor don't hold back
And release your frustrationI'm not surprised
You've lost your mind
I see we arrived at about the same time
That's some serious patienceAnd I just can't
Now you want your feelings back
I'll just say your unjust contrast
Is the same as a slap in the faceI've got my mind made up this time
I've given all that wasn't mine
I gave the shirt that's on my back
And I give and I give and I get noneI've got my mind made up this time
I've given all that wasn't mine
I gave the shirt that's on my back
And I give and I give and I give and I give and I giveI got my mind made up this time I fall
You place your faith in something fake
And now you bleed attentionI've got my mind made up this time
I've given all that wasn't mine
I gave the shirt that's on my back
And I give and I give and I get noneI've got my mind made up this time
I've given all that wasn't mine
I gave the shirt that's on my back
And I give and I give and I get none