Bob Nesom
The Game
Lyrics
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He doesn't know what to show
It's always touch and go
He sees its greener on the other side
He refuses to run
He refuses to hide

He has a girlfriend n' a job
He doesn't cheat or rob
He's been a good kid
No reason for shame
Sadly the world
Is teachin' him a game

Every single time he thinks how his life began
Bein' mama's son bein' the world in her hands
Tears roll down his cheek he wants no one to see
He remembers the love that made him feel free

Hypocrisy
A necessity
In a world teachin' kindness n' love
Then showing you how to shoot a gun

The enemy must be power n' greed
Unless it hurts what you need
Somehow he shouldn't ever be confused
However depressed in feeling used

Dreaming endlessly
Enduring all he sees
Meant to set him free
He's a young man but he's a boy

Every single time he thinks how his life began
Bein' ma ma's son bein' the world in her hands
Tears roll down his cheek he wants no one to see
He remembers the love that made him feel free

He will always know
Heart ache forever grows
History always repeats itself
While many chase status n' wealth

Try to be honest n' true
Fight the game but it owns you
It always matters who has what and when
Strangers, neighbors n' even friends

Games all about
Games inside out
Games on the other side

Games over here
Games over there
Games for everyone

Games, Games, Games,
Games, Games, Games
Games, Games, Games
Credits
Lyrics Credits: Bob Nesom
Music Credits: Bob Nesom
Producer Credits: Bob Nesom
Publisher Credits: Bob Nesom
Performance Credits: Bob Nesom
Label Credits: Merrymen Productions
Metadata
Song Length: 5:02
Primary Genre: Folk-Rock
Secondary Genre: Rock-Indie/Low-Fi
Tempo: Medium (111 - 130)
Lead Vocal: Male Vocal
Subject Matter 1: Life
Subject Matter 2: Protest
Mood 1: Annoyed
Mood 2: Irritated
Language: English
Era: 2000 and later