electronic
synthpop
synth
ebm
electropop
dark pop
project pitchfork
Lyrics
Intro (Eleanor)
You play a game.
Every day.
You make a claim.
You feel okay.
1 You play this game
Seductive.
Addictive.
Dynamic.
Too slow and to fast.
2 Every day
Impulsive.
Relaxing.
Exciting.
Too hot and too cold.
3 You get the fame
Elated.
Inspiring.
Dramatic.
Too high and too low.
4 You lead the way
Empathic.
Convincing.
Resistant.
Too loud and too quiet.
Refrain:
In the end we will lose this game. (this game!)
And we all only have one try. (one try!)
Every move can reshape the fate. (the fate!)
Every medal has two sides for you!
5 You play to much
Compulsive.
Annoying.
Exhausting.
Too slow and to fast.
6 Every night
Destructive.
Corrosive.
Upsetting.
Too hot and too cold.
7 You get the blame
Vindictive.
Traumatic.
Disturbing.
Too high and too low.
8 You lost the way
Confusing.
Alarming.
Convicted.
Too late and too early.
In life, as in chess, forethought wins.
Schachmatt!
In the end we will lose this game. (this game!)
And we all only have one shot. (one shot!)
Every move can reshape the fate. (the fate!)
Every record has its price for you.
Schachmatt!