Confessions Of A Game

by MaAr   Jan 17, 2012


I'm tired of this f--king game
And there is no one else to blame
I feel like things never change
This game will always be the same

The so called "game" that we play
Is played differently every day
Many players play this game
In hopes to win a lady for the day

But what most players never realize
To win a lady, first look thru her eyes
Think like her and analyze
The best pick up line is always full of lies

When we win women with wild wages
We'll walk with wild wicked women
We wonder why women whine
While we walk wild wicked ways

This "game" is game of sad deception
A game that many do play and many do lose
But lucky I mastered this game to perfection
So try and play me hun I dare you, cause I promise you I will NOT lose

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