Want to play a game?

Want to play a game?
It's a game of pain,
and its a game of death.
Its a game where the winner dies the quickest,
while the loser suffers the longest.
Its a game youll wish you never would have played.
On the count of three we jump off our chairs
and our necklaces of rope will pull tight.
The one of us thats smart will spear ourself in the heart.
While the stupd will cut the rope hoping to live another day.
Children laugh outside
not knowing that others are playing a game of their own inside
as a life comes to an end.
Rain pours as people gather 'round,
the last contestant has a yellow and blue tatto of shame,
it will soon fade away.
The body in the casket has the smae tatto as the suvivor
and the blood is whiped clean, his clotes cleaned up.
Maybe next time the loser will be the winner.
So do you want to play my game,
its a game of death
and its a game of pain.