This game is out of luck
If I killed him then I killed him
If I am hated then I am hated
If I made it then I made it
Not because it was destiny
Not because it was a legacy
You won't get the best of me
I'm feeding off your jealousy
His heresy, because faith is very rare for me
And fate is always afraid of me
I planned this so carefully
Then I become the best of me
I will rest in peace with success me
There is no stress when I decompress me
I will not regret anything
When I take my last breath to be
I want to leave a legacy
I want a lot of equity
I want you to remember me clearly
It's rare to see someone like me
Someone honestly
We are living in so much fear
We live and die willing
And almost instantly
We are full of hatred and bigotry
Of the social positions and the images
That point to be hostility
We all react so differently
Accept responsibility
Complain almost instantly
What happened to our dignity?
No simplify
We need consistency
And this lingering negativity
It's new to me
Who would you choose to be?
This world is losing me
I keep losing sleep
We are all just lucid sheep
