I'm lazy to explain I tried to help, now I just pretend That everything is ok Crossing my way I do not want to live That fake ass empty American dream Buying a fast car And buying a pinup girl for me I built my dream With blood fuel Feelings of depression and suicidal will And I feel so good And I feel so good about it I remember when you said Look for a job and stop to play But now these days You ask me how I did all this Hey, this game that I play You say, that is not a way, to live Hey, but you pay to scape Of reality, and pretend that you're like me Behind your screen You live your dream Removing points to banish me Of your broken scene (And) I'm not even into it Build the dream that you imitate Open yourself your own way You waste your dreams Being shadow of my destiny Hey, this game that I play You say, that is not a way, to live Hey, but you pay to scape Of reality, and pretend that you're like me