Blackball
The Offspring"Blackball" é uma música de The Offspring, 2026, Pop. A música tem 3:04 de duração, 51 lines / 329 words.
Letra
0:11In this world of hate and shallowness
0:15Where enemies become your consolation
0:17Those of us who win the game give up their minds
0:23I don't call that winning
0:26Say this doesn't apply to you
0:28But ask yourself first
0:29What have I done today to win the game
0:31And just what have I sacrificed
0:32Win the battle or lose the war
0:35I know I've played this game before
0:36When people were still real
0:38I don't want this anymore
0:40It's time for me to close the door
0:42There's nothing left to feel
0:46Reflect on all out yesterdays
0:53My own words choke me why were they spoken
0:56Regret for things I've said and done just can't compare with
1:00Regret for those that I have never tried
1:04So blame this world or blame yourself
1:06It's really all the same
1:07When you are standing on that precipice
1:09From which you just cannot return
1:11Win the battle or lose the war
1:13I know I've played this game before
1:14When people were still real
1:16I don't want this anymore
1:18It's time for me to close the door
1:20There's nothing left to feel
1:27In the style of forgotten men
2:05I look to my horizon I see nothing
2:08While thoughts of guns and desecration sweep through my mind
2:13But only coffins and bones remain
2:16As I look to you
2:18The emptiness behind your eyes
2:19Seals my decision
2:20Can't carry on in a world of jugglers
2:23Where all this thoughtlessness
2:23And bludgeoning your key to success
2:25What kind of tradition to carry
2:28Blackball the new disease
2:44Blackball the new disease
2:46Blackball your evil ways have found their way inside inside me
2:50Blackball the new disease
2:51Blackball the new disease
2:52Blackball for a better life in this high tech dog eat dog existence
2:56Win the battle or lose the war
2:58I know I've played this game before
2:59When people were still real
3:01I don't want this anymore
3:02It's time for me to close the door
3:04There's nothing left to feel
In this world of hate and shallowness Where enemies become your consolation Those of us who win the game give up their minds I don't call that winning Say this doesn't apply to you But ask yourself first What have I done today to win the game And just what have I sacrificed Win the battle or lose the war I know I've played this game before When people were still real I don't want this anymore It's time for me to close the door There's nothing left to feel Reflect on all out yesterdays My own words choke me why were they spoken Regret for things I've said and done just can't compare with Regret for those that I have never tried So blame this world or blame yourself It's really all the same When you are standing on that precipice From which you just cannot return Win the battle or lose the war I know I've played this game before When people were still real I don't want this anymore It's time for me to close the door There's nothing left to feel In the style of forgotten men I look to my horizon I see nothing While thoughts of guns and desecration sweep through my mind But only coffins and bones remain As I look to you The emptiness behind your eyes Seals my decision Can't carry on in a world of jugglers Where all this thoughtlessness And bludgeoning your key to success What kind of tradition to carry Blackball the new disease Blackball the new disease Blackball your evil ways have found their way inside inside me Blackball the new disease Blackball the new disease Blackball for a better life in this high tech dog eat dog existence Win the battle or lose the war I know I've played this game before When people were still real I don't want this anymore It's time for me to close the door There's nothing left to feel
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