Tonight, I'll play another part,
I'm sorry about it, if there is no comfort.
I'm here to feel estranged, it's a game of my heart,
If I ever wanted to, I would be your escort.
Today, If ever it compiles,
I'll play another part, And turn it to an hack,
To crawl down underneath, The game nor the art,
Scheduled integrity, The fame or the money.
Later, it's right out of the box,
To frame my enemy, and conquer strategy.
To play another part, neither to feel sorry,
Whatever you want, I'll never feel free.