these mysterious games, that everyone plays, as the 
copters flew in & the panic begins. lady of luck, will 
you carry me out, will you fill out these charts, will 
you tear me apart, no one ever makes me feel, no on ever 
pays to steal, make a place where i can heal, where no 
one ever goes. i wish i was like you, i wish i were brand 
new, i want to reach out & find you. wait here, reach 
out, over here.