The anger, the pressure, you're choking down Your words again, feel the nerves set in Unspoken frustration, they see right through you Paper thin, like the ghost within A heart that feels no pain Addicted to the game Breaking beneath the strain I am paralyzed The stare of a stranger, is like a wound That bleeds again, silent as the dead The victim, the martyr, like Daniel In the Lion's Den, time and time again A heart that feels no pain Addicted to the game Breaking beneath the strain I am paralyzed I am paralyzed A heart that feels no pain Addicted to the game Relentless mental drain What do you stand to gain? Viewing life through such a narrow, fractured lens Will ensure you end up on the losing end Breaking beneath the strain I am paralyzed I am paralyzed I am paralyzed I am paralyzed I am paralyzed