Wasteland

Play your cards right You might get out alive What?! No that doesn't happen We all die The game is always rigged With hasty, weak decisions You hear the wire snap And you tell the lie I hate myself As much as anyone else Not playing any favourites And maybe just as well I love myself today The reason escapes me I ate something tasty Or encountered a nice smell Relationships Of ratios to frequencies Cards and slips Inked out in indecencies It's a waste of course I couldn't see The evidence I placed Right in front of me Play your cards right You might get out alive What?! No that doesn't happen We all die The game is always rigged With hasty, weak decisions You hear the wire snap And you tell a lie I spoke to God today He said: do crimes, be gay I swear to God he said Be Queer until yr dead I hugged God today He had a comfort grip Like the sharpest tool In yr shed You'll love yourself more Every day you grow 'til it eclipses the pain You buried long ago I can't say how long it takes I'm still a dry lake You've got the guts to give it A mighty blow Play your cards right You might get out alive What?! No that doesn't happen We all die The game is always rigged With hasty, weak decisions You hear the wire snap And you tell a lie I crave a new thing A waste that has no name It eludes me all the same It's just a game