The
Pacman on the go
He
has no time to play
All
he wants in his life
Give
him the perks
Everything
will work out fine
The
Pacman needs it
He
knows he has no other chance
Once
the way of changes arrive
He
has to look elsewhere again
He
knows it will be hard in his age
The
Pacman can't dance by his tune
Though
the music is playing in public
He
has no desire to learn and listen
He
swallows his pride takes his prize
What
else is new when he sold his soul?
The
Pacman walks on a tight rope
He
can't escape his sins though he may try
The
baggage is too heavy on his shoulder
He
knows his bad eating into his soul
The
nightmares of the dark street
The
Pacman wants to get away
He
tries in vain as his sins take him down
Into
the dark pit crawling with snakes
There
he will realize his destination
The
whirring sound of his scream
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