Video Game

Produced,Arranged,Composed & Performed by Beau Phillips
Copyright 2023 All Rights Reserved
Lyrics

Maybe it's as my adolescence reached the 11th hour
And my best friend was killed
And I turned to pills
Did that stunt my will to live and grow and know
More beyond the trappings in my head
With her gone part of me dead
And so magic potions have lead me
Down the sanctified stratosphere
That engulfs the good and traps The Lost
Ggnostic flows arrest the woes
Enchanted pain, mantic Brain
Alleviate the sane
Numbing cocaine makes the brain tremble
And when in the video game
That part when we all die
Does it reset we try again or
Do we ascend to the next level in white
Tonight, do I fight or flight or
Vanish from the non-player characters sight?
Thelima will decode the quandary
But at what cost?
The dirty laundry of the soul
What will be my role
coz all the world is a ravished stage
where philistines ravage and rage
Tomorrow is it a sorrowful page in life's novel
Is there a toggeling of pain
When perception is like a train
Don't let it derail, fall into their spell
And when in the video game
That part when we all die
Does it reset we try again or
Do we ascend to the next level in white
Tonight, do I fight or flight or
Vanish from the non-player characters sight?
The frontal lobe comes to fruition at 25
Until the our teenage brain is controlled by the limbic region
So tis the season for misunderstandings and stormy fun
And when in the video game
That part when we all die
Does it reset we try again or
Do we ascend to the next level in white
Tonight, do I fight or flight or
Vanish from the non-player characters sight?