[Verse 1]Run on homePassed the empty office spaceIn the half-filled business parkThat's where you first saw the placeAnd the lights went downAnd the lights went downAnd the night was rustlin’Like an empty bag of crispsAnd the song still on your lipsLike a song on the radioLike a song on the radioLet it all go out[Chorus]Oh yeahThat's the game!Life's hard but I can’t complainOh yeahThat's the game!Oh-oh-oh-ohhh![Verse 2]Don't you grow to that death mentalityTo that look but never seeTo that old monotonyAll the knives are outAll the smiles are outAnd the light just muscles inAnd you keep your eyes apartAnd you feel yourself [drip?]Like the songs on the radioLike the songs on the radioLet it all go out[Chorus]Oh yeahThat's the game!Life's hard but I can't complainOh yeahThat's the game!Oh-oh-oh-ohhh!