You wish you could only see that mess

You wish you didn’t have this distress

You could only dream of having this nightmare

You could only hope that this could be unfair

But I don’t play that way, and I refuse

You may go down swinging, but you will lose

And if the field is uneven, bet I’ll level it

Because this is my game and I don’t play that shit

You wish you could just clean this mess

You wish you didn’t suffer this distress

You could only dream of holding your nightmare

You could only hope this would be unfair

But I don’t play that game, you lit a short fuse

You may get a head start, but you’ll always lose

Because if the field is uneven, bet I’ll level it

Because this is my game now, and I don’t play that shit

You wish you only dreamt this mess

You wish you could harness your sweet distress

You could only dream of keeping this nightmare

But you didn’t bank on me making this fair 

Because the field was uneven, you knew I’d level it

Because this is my game now, And you just lost that shit