#1
There is no victory to be had

Call it as you see it
As those oddly shaped bricks fall into place
Line by line the world disappears
It has a predictable end
Staring blankly at the universe
Asking yourself the same question over and over
Why…
Why is there no end to the cycle
Why is there no victory to be had
Why is there no way to win
This game that is your life…quite sad
The sweat is brushed onto plaid
Keys pounded into desks
And still there is no end in sight
The closer you get
The harder it is to win
If only you could foresee
What is to come next
But in the end…
You just ask yourself the same question over and over
Why…
Why is there no end to the cycle
Why is there no victory to be had
Why is there no way to win
This game that is your life…quite sad
Chords are pulled
Silent mice squeak
You bang your fists
Your world seems bleak
Your mind has been turned
Bricks fall in front of your eyes
But even now
Even when it seems you are in control
You just ask yourself the same question over and over
Why…
Why is there no end to the cycle
Why is there no victory to be had
Why is there no way to win
This game that is your life…quite sad
You’ve had enough
You’re through for good
You thought you could win for so so long
But **** that game go play Donkey Kong