Testo Dangerous

it´s my game it´s your gameno one knows what happens to usit´s your name it´s my nameno one wants to ask us againtired people are looking for their foolish sidetired people that aren´t able to speakwe try to play the awakened oneslooking for the horizon that burnsit´s your game it´s my game it´s our gamedon´t believe that you took the right waywhile you can´t have a look behind their masksagainst the fuckign majoritydon´t ask 'bout your taskdelicous turkeys were cooked for ministersserious crows are flying into their mouthsreal hard fought positions becomeangle dustit´s dangerousit isn´t your game it isn´t my game it´s their gamepick'em up let'em fall downit´s my game to decidehow I best could leave myselfor who should get the crown is golden it´s made of our heartsI imagine dancing with the foolswhile you are looking for the foolish part inside of youI imagine dancing with the fools but I knowthere is no dance at all