Is It My Fault?


All I know is I want it gone
It's wasting my time with all it wants
And if it's a game, well then I'm done
You know you don't win when you play for fun,
But I'm all in this one

Timing was good to me,
The lowly old man who was always lost and sold everything
And if it's a game, then I play it well,
Running away with a pot of gold from somebody's guilt,
Somebody's guilt

It's time for me to move away,
To pack it up and run with grace
Along the way I treat myself
With some new lungs to clear my chest

Timing was good to me,
The lowly old man who was always lost and sold everything
And if it's a game, well then I played it well
Low and behold will I never know when to quit
I'm going in (with everything)
I'm throwing down
I'm coming out (a brand new man)
To start from scratch (and just get beat again)

Timing was good to me,
The lowly old man who was always lost and sold everything
And if it's a game, well then I play it well
Is it my fault that i never know when to quit, when to quit







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