You want, I've gotYou take, have notYour loss, my gainWe're all the same
You're in a game but you don't know itGet in control or you're gonna blow itFind out his name find out where did it come fromI want to know if he's really God's son
Is he really God's son?
You have, I lackWe fade to blackYour move, I takeYou win, checkmate
We're all sick but we just can't see itCall it a trick, but we don't want to be itTry to break through all of your defensesHow would it feel to let go of your senses?
Don't forget to ask him his nameIf you knew what I knew, you'd be doing the sameAmbiguity does us no goodI want everything to be understood