Tag (You’re It)

I aimlessly stare at these cubicle walls
I reflect on my life, the dullness of it all
Life is a dead end, no family, no friends
Another cog in the machine, will it ever end?

In the spur of the moment, the thought came to mind
A completely mad notion, to which I resigned
The thought filled my mind, I had to catch my breath
A game of cat and mouse, but a matter of life and death

I took off across this country, with you hot on my tail
The game is on now and I can’t afford to fail
A gun in my lap and it’s too late now to quit
As the words come to mind "tag, you're it."

This is a thrill that I’ve never felt before
It’s a stark contrast to my previous life, such a bore
I’m walking the thin line between life and the abyss
My blood’s pumping harder, with every shot that you miss

No time to look back, onwards I must go
How this all will end, I do not know
Only thinking in the moment, no room to breathe
I will bleed you dry, gonna leave you without reprieve

I ran across this country, with you hot on my tail
The game is on now and I can’t afford to fail
There’s a gun in my lap, too late now to quit
As the words come to mind "tag, you're it."

A glimpse in the mirror, a pedal to floor
I’d expect no less, I’d expect no more
My brow drips with sweat as the engine roars
I feel alive, what else could I ask for?

Yeah!

On the run for weeks, this ain’t no fairytale
I gotta keep moving, I can’t stay on rails
Never one to spend my time trying to make waves
My only motivation is a cold, shallow grave

Eventually I stop, nowhere else to go
In this remote town, with nobody that I know
Our guns are out the window, both raised high
‘Cause it’s now time to live or it’s now time to die

I ran across this country, with you hot on my tail
The game is underway and I can’t afford to fail
A gun in my hand, too late now to quit
As the words come to mind "tag, you're it."

And as I raise my gun and a breath I inhale
My last breath on earth should I fail
I think to myself, bereft of sadness
The most fun I had was born from madness

I ran across this country, with you hot on my tail
The game is over now and we’ve both failed, yeah
Two pools of blood, I realise this is it
As we both come to realise the game is forfeit

I’m cast back to those cubicle walls
I miss the cycle, the dullness of it all
No one will remember, no family, no friends
Another number in a book, this is the end