The starters pistol fires Your game is afoot now And the clones cheer you on You radiate intimidation Don't you think she can sense your eyes pierce To the flesh or does your ego... You paint a pretty picture of yourself to her An abstract portrait regardless of the truth Don't you think she can sense your eyes pierce To the flesh or does your ego Block out the emotions of another? Block out the emotions Of another! You'll eat her existence A slave to your game You'll eat her existence A slave to your game You'll eat her existence A slave to your game A slave to your A slave to your game Another's pain and fears is spelled out in her eyes But will the child's ego ever let go? Another's pain and fears is spelled out in her eyes But will the child's ego Ever let go? For the sake of being loved? For the sake of being loved?