Blackball — текст песни (Offspring, The)

In this world of hate and shallowness
Where enemies become your consolation
And those of us who win the game
Give up their minds
I don`t call that winning
Say this doesn`t apply to you
But ask yourself first
What have I done to win the game
And just what have I sacrificed

Win the battle or lose the war
I know we played the game before
When people were still real
I don`t want this anymore
It`s time for me to close the door
There`s nothing left to feel

Reflect on all our yesterdays
My own words choke me
Why were they spoken
Regret for things I`ve said and done
Just can`t compare with
Regret for those that I have never tried
So blame this world or blame yourself
It`s really all the same
When you are standing on that precipice
From which you just cannot return

Win the battle or lose the war
I know we played the game before
When people were still real
I don`t want this anymore
It`s time for me to close the door
There`s nothing left to feel

In the style of forgotten men
I look to my horizon
I see nothing
While thoughts of and desecration
Sweep through my mind
But only coffins and bones remain
As I look at you
The emptiness behind your eyes
Seals my decision
Can`t carry on in a world of jugglers
Where all this thoughtlessness
And bludgeonings your key to success
What kind of tradition to carry on

Blackball - The new disease
Blackball - The new disease
Blackball - Your evil ways have found their way to me
Blackball - The new disease
Blackball - The new disease
Blackball - For a better life in this high tech dog eat dog existence


Win the battle or lose the war
I know we played the game before
When people were still real
I don`t want this anymore
It`s time for me to close the door
There`s nothing left to feel