The bleeding The screaming, was tearing me apart I'm better off without you and you're better off without me The beatings I remember when all the games began

The bleeding The screaming, was tearing me apart I'm better off without you and you're better off without me The beatings I remember when all the games began

You're part of the game You're slave to the grind You're cursed You're damned By now you understand Is your key to the Otherland