Polybuis:
Why try, lost to time, to question if I even exist
Now speaking in rhyme
It's painful and pointless to resist!
Boyfriend:
Drawn back to the game
The same one that destroyed their brains
Nothing stayed the same
You've been exploding with pure fame
P:
Men in black didn't see their true horror
When they made me
Corrupting the minds of
All the youth that ever played me!
BF:
Hit the shack, it's been proven
Over again that you're fake
I know that there isn't
Even anything at stake!
P:
Sinking in their minds, Breaking all the time
What would the media think
To see innocents suffering? You're-
Both:
Gasping for breath, life is all but done
The press isn't strong enough
To silence the truth from you
(Same time)
P:
Why even try, from sickness you'll die
I'm made to spy, to make brains fry
BF:
Is this real life?
P:
Control is rife
BF:
Big men can preach, control what we think
Seems like a bad dream, not reality
P:
Get to the bottom, Got bigger problems
Yet you can't solve them, Want more? I got some
BF:
I know who you are, I know I'll go far
Though this is bizarre, I will not see stars!
Both:
You're not immune
When you break and crumble the mind
Tarnishing what once was. we can't go back to it
Why try, lost to time, to question if I even exist
Now speaking in rhyme
It's painful and pointless to resist!
Boyfriend:
Drawn back to the game
The same one that destroyed their brains
Nothing stayed the same
You've been exploding with pure fame
P:
Men in black didn't see their true horror
When they made me
Corrupting the minds of
All the youth that ever played me!
BF:
Hit the shack, it's been proven
Over again that you're fake
I know that there isn't
Even anything at stake!
P:
Sinking in their minds, Breaking all the time
What would the media think
To see innocents suffering? You're-
Both:
Gasping for breath, life is all but done
The press isn't strong enough
To silence the truth from you
(Same time)
P:
Why even try, from sickness you'll die
I'm made to spy, to make brains fry
BF:
Is this real life?
P:
Control is rife
BF:
Big men can preach, control what we think
Seems like a bad dream, not reality
P:
Get to the bottom, Got bigger problems
Yet you can't solve them, Want more? I got some
BF:
I know who you are, I know I'll go far
Though this is bizarre, I will not see stars!
Both:
You're not immune
When you break and crumble the mind
Tarnishing what once was. we can't go back to it
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