Like a sharp arrow, I use it to play the game
Never thought of how painful it feels
All I cared was to play my game
Then I was played, the game played me
The arrows I threw were thrown back at me
It pierced directly to my heart
The ache, the pain, I could not say a word
Immediately, left in my destitute
I realised why I was told to tame my tongue
I was playing the wrong game all the way
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