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