You play your video games
Hold on to your control
Little boys like pain
Flashback to feeling cold
Sitting in a corner
While the winners write history
Well you're all winners tonight
And I would just like
To not be sitting in a corner
While the sinners kill chastely
Well we're all winners tonight
And I'd like to cry
You play your video games
I won't be living in shame
We're not so different, you and I
You're bold, you're leaving them slain
I'm more a cynical maim
I have no violent peace of mind
You play your video games
Backs turned to the servile
With identical names
And pornographic smiles
It's cause I didn't share your rage
Didn't feel the same need to break
All things, all love, all breathing life
Come look right at my face
Don't tell me you're not mistakes
You're men and I'm a gentle knife
You play your video games
I won't be living in shame
We're not so different, you and I
You're bold, you're leaving them slain
I'm more a cynical maim
I have no violent peace of mind
I saw your red face and I'm dropping dead
Seems the polite thing to do now
I'm scratching my coffin lid
There is no right time to move now
Guns and ammo running
Feel myself succumbing
To your video game, your video game
I saw your blue rage and I broke my neck
Seems the polite thing to do now
I'm caught in your mocking wreck
There is no right time to move now
Guns and ammo running
Feel myself succumbing
To your video game, your video game
I remember the day it all shifted
Being sensitive was cool again
You all decided to explore yourselves
The honest parts that no one ever wants to see, and then
That's where you found me in stitches
Because I live in that uncomfortable space
So violently introspective
Since the beginning of the toxic male human race
I remember the day it all shifted
Being sensitive was cool again
You all decided to explore yourselves
The honest parts that no one ever wants to see, and then
That's where you found me in stitches
Because I live in that uncomfortable space
So violently introspective
Since the beginning of the toxic male human race
I saw your red face and I'm dropping dead
Seems the polite thing to do now
I'm scratching my coffin lid
There is no right time to move now
Guns and ammo running
Feel myself succumbing
To your video game, your video game
I saw your blue rage and I broke my neck
Seems the polite thing to do now
I'm caught in your mocking wreck
There is no right time to move now
Guns and ammo running
Feel myself succumbing
To your video game, your video game