The Man Downstairs

We see what we want to see

We deceive what we want to deceive

However is it ever the same?

This long and unending game

Of our own hearts and our own minds

Traveling along till the end of time

If you find find the end of time that is

Just knowing that you'll never win

Unless you make a sacrifice too much to bear

To give your mind to the man downstairs

For he pulls the strings on your heart

In order to get what he wants

And on on this game will go through

Until he gets you