Isolation Games
You're in your head, fast asleep
Right next door my tear held to me
Not a care in the world an inch away
Gamble in isolation games
The strings are in neither one of our hands
You gifted those a long time past
The puppeteer is dressed in fur
A wolf no doubt, my fear confirmed
Traded my most prized possessions
I left my heart out for breakfast
Just one chance I roll the dice
Gamble in isolation games
Ghosty where are you now?
Haunting best in show no doubt
I know your best move is yet to come
Listen closely I'll ring the bell
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