The Way It Is - Windows Live


No one has won.	Mindgames.

The changes we take, the evil we love	The insane things we have all done

The games that are played to fuck up our minds	The fearless monsters we think are our kind

Time deceives devotions, singles out our wicked thoughts	Transformation, Termination, Situation, Animation

Tears within trees of suspicious eyes	All the emotions, the dark sides of life fought

The street, the neglected	In the desolate night ghostly lies

Overcast greys biding down	They take the rejected

The acts of defiance	There is no reliance to what was then and what is now.