There Ain't No Way

There ain't no way
the bitter could sleep
and leave the dawn
for those of us
who'd like to be gone
from your idiot dreams
and your fantasy schemes
that are eight years long.

So you troll and you troll
on your favorite blog
like a griefer in pajamas
DARPAs commandos
lost in a genre
that spoiled its name...
I don't think I like this game!

 

There ain't no way
the killer will come
armed to the gills and
dressed like the reaper
as he hides and he hides
his emotions inside.

How could one person
have so much hate inside?
As he plays and he plays his uh video game,
eyes glazed over, fear in a moment,
he'll cop out, he'll take the easy way out...
he ain't worth talking about!

 

There ain't no way
the searchers will find
the items they've lost
inside their mind.
They had it so close,
it was right inside,
but when they needed it most
there was nothing to find!

So they troll and they troll
on their favorite blog
like a griefer in pajamas
DARPAs commandos
lost in a genre
that lost its game...
I don't think I like its name!