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A player is born...

How can one fall for the same trick...
Time and time again...
It's on, then it's off...that quick...
Leaving me where i began...

I've been played one time after another...
Well no more.
It's about time the players get played, altogether,
And then finally i'll be able to even the score.

Them chicks got a surprise coming their way
When this player steps into the player's plane
I'll break their damn hearts and have them begging to stay,
Just like they did to me, so many times im going insane.

My emotions have got the best of me for too long
It's time to take control and set forth to collect my homage
It's time to cull my weak emotions to make room for the strong
Emotions like rage, like the rage used to get revenge.

Over powering, sense dulling, mind altering...RAGE
This is what i have became...
No longer can i just over look things and "turn the page"
My eyes are clear now, you vampiric, petite dames.

A new player is born...
And now it's a whole new game.