Game Over

now with silence broken your torch has sputtered out and now the tribe has spoken your voted out and there's no time for your last words I hope that you feel rotten when you get what you earn for what its worth i'll be happy when you're gone you're just a little man you burned the bridge we're not the same the consequences come when they're the last things that you're looking for not the nucleus of your stupid game you're not the judge i'm not the same as i used to be when all you sew is hate its a bitter harvest you'll get what you earn you'll get what you ask for but you won't win this time you wont win i'll shut you down game over with silence broken my tired voice can sing i'm sorry